Do you remember the last time you spoke with the clouds? They whispered a riddle and disappeared, leaving only this fog. Mysteries sculpted from echoes.

Below the surface of the ethereal veil, there's a conversation waiting to be had. Perhaps between you and the sky, or between you and your forgotten self.

The clouds shift and shimmer, revealing truths we can't fully see. Feel like wandering through this enigma?

Ever heard a secret the wind forgot to hide?