In the realm between breaths, where whispers intertwine with the vapor of silence, there lie chapters untold. The clouds, guardians of secrets, cradle the words of winds that no ear has ever heard.
'The girl with the sapphire eyes wandered into the dusk, guided by the flickering light of forgotten stars. Beneath the sigh of the mist, she sought the path of eternity.'
Here, among the echoes, lies a throne without a king and a song without a melody. Each story a fragment, each whisper a promise, of things left undone, unspoken...
A clock ticks in reverse within these clouds, counting down to every moment never lived. Shadows dance upon the periphery, mocking the light that never was.
'In a world not unlike ours, yet spun of dreams and shadows, the rain fell as a hymn to the uncharted sky.'