Echoes of Forgotten Whispers

"The old clock still ticks, but its voice has abandoned the walls."

Echo 27

"In the attic, a journal opens to pages where ink speaks of dreams long buried."

Echo 58

"Once, the gardens bloomed in laughter, yet now silence is their only companion."

Echo 92

"Whispers weave through the corridors like shadows dancing with forgotten light."

Echo 13