Around and around, the circles spin, friends drawn in spirals of golden threads, woven by hands unseen, where are the faces beyond the horizon? Whispers echo through the corridors of time, a dance of shadows and light.

Kaleidoscope eyes see through the veils, each twirl a revelation of unsaid words, a universe contained within a drop of dew, reflecting the cosmos. Connections made and lost in the blink of a neon heartbeat.

Does the circle end where it began? Or does it spiral into the unspeakable depths? Reflections on the nature of circles and the friends who stand at their edges, daring each other to step beyond.