The Whispers of What Once Was

You know that feeling when a breeze carries a melody you can't quite place? That's how I envision these notes landing on your screen—ghost-like, an afterthought just shy of retreating into silence.

Ever reached out and felt the tug of a moment waiting just out of grasp? Maybe once we danced with shadows under moonbeams. Maybe the echoes remember why we lost our way.

Some Random Thoughts

• Sunsets taste like orange dreams...
• There's a cat somewhere that knows ancient secrets.
• Do you think footprints remember the feet that made them?
• Silence hums a tune only listened to with patience.

Feeling a deeper echo? Keep wandering: Whispering Dunes | Lucid Shadows Play