Ever feel like you just stepped into a dream that stretched on forever? A whisper of a vapor trail behind you, like echoes in empty halls.
Walk along these corridors, where the walls seem to shimmer with stories untold. Each corner, a newfound mystery. Each step, a familiar stranger.
It's alright, take your time. The rhythm of the universe runs parallel to your own heartbeat here. It's less about the destination, and more about the questions you didn't even know to ask.
Over here, a flicker of luminescence; you reach out, but it disappears like smoke in a breeze. Still, you find comfort in its fleeting presence.
Do you see the lines connecting everything? The dream circuit, they call it. A web that hums, though you can't quite hear the melody.
Perhaps you've felt it tugging at your thoughts, guiding you down familiar yet foreign paths. Will you follow, or will you forge your own?