Whispers of Shadows

Reverberate between the silences.

Strings of thought unravel, entangling the light.

A lingering scent of old pages.

Reflections—breaking patterns.

Dark corners hold secrets unseen.

There is a path...

Yet, fables exist beyond time.

Searching is naught, yet all.

Indigo streams awaken forgotten dreams.

How do shadows take form?

See, when the page turns, a story unfolds.