Echoes of Rain
In tempestuous whispers, the sky unfurls its secrets. Listen closely, for the droplets sing songs of ancient tales, of forgotten kiwis and silk-blooming flowers.
A gentle patter, rhythmically weaving reality into a canvas of mist. The world shimmers with echoes. Each splash a note in the symphony of silence.
Follow the shadow's whisper.
Fragments of the Unseen
- The clock is melting, yet time remains firm. Green apples dance to the echo's beat.
- Chronicles written in shards of light, an alphabet of rain.
- Between the thunder, a child's laughter—an omen, a secret.
When clouds become restless, memories awaken. The horizon bends, and reality wavers. Perhaps it speaks—perhaps it dreams.
Listen to the puddle's tale.