In the quiet corners where sunlight speaks in whispers, shadows linger like old friends. They weave a tapestry on walls, floors, and in minds. Each thread, a story, each space, a moment paused in reflection.
Wandering through this space, one feels the pulse of the ever-shifting dimensions. A dance of light and dark, revealing patterns both comforting and unsettling. The echoes of these tessellations resonate through the heart of this home, this sanctuary.