Have you ever touched a thought that shimmered like moonlight on a quiet lake, only to watch it fold into itself, revealing endless layers, like a spiral staircase leading nowhere and everywhere? That's where the chimeric dreams wander, tethered by the invisible thread of forgotten criteria.
You might see them in the corner of your mind, dancing shadows of what-could-have-beens. Perhaps they whisper in a language that sounds like the rustling of dry leaves beneath an ancient oak, murmuring secrets of a world just out of reach.
Join the journey through this mosaic of moments. Maybe find your own hidden lore amidst the echoes of time.