In the warm embrace of evening shadows, uncertainty lingers, whispering secrets of untold tales...
What if the stars chose to forget us?
Would our dreams still have a place to roam?
The horizon stretches infinitely, a line never crossed, yet its promise sings a lullaby of distant truths.
Existence.... a mere sigh between galaxies.
Silence draws circles in the sand, echoes of voices that never were, never will be, dancing to dissonant harmonies.