You might stand by the beach one day and pick up a seashell, cupping it to your ear.
Ever notice how it tells stories of distant oceans and hidden worlds?
Some say it's the sound of the sea, others, the whispers of the cosmos.
Imagine each shell carrying echoes from endless paths, like roads not taken.
What's your whisper today? The echo of a long-forgotten promise?
Or maybe the murmur of dreams yet to unfold? Each path can be as winding and amazing as the sound in the shell.
Want to explore those paths a bit more? Recurring Dreams
Or perhaps listen to another shell? The Secret of Sands