Mysteries Unbound

In the quiet of your heart's void, listen. The shadows hold stories not meant to be told, fragments of light and dark merging into the tapestry of existence. Here, in the spaces where no breath is drawn, lies the truth of things unseen. The universe does not simply exist; it questions, it dreams, it weaves a destiny unbound by time or understanding. But do you hear it, or does it fade like whispers in a windless room?