Have you ever gazed into the lake and seen something that seemed important, but you couldn't quite remember what it was? It was there, lurking just at the edge of consciousness—a reflection of a memory lost to time.

There's a trail in the woods where the trees seem to whisper softly as you walk by. It's a secret they've kept for ages, a secret too soft to be grasped.

Have you ever come across a clock that tick-tocks backwards? In dreams, time dances differently, and some moments prefer moving back, like brief memories contested by nostalgia.