Silence speaks louder than the whispering ghosts of yesterday's thoughts. In the corners of a tapestry woven from midnight hues, the dreams unfold.
Do the stars breathe? Do they whisper secrets to the infinite void? The mirror reflects not what is, but what could be... a world untold.
Locked doors, open windows. A labyrinth of echoes trapping the heart between reality and the shimmering light of possibility.
Do you float, do you sink, in this ocean of words that twist and turn, forever escaping grasp, forever grasping the intangible?