In the heart of echoes, where color rushes into silence, whispers dance.
"Time untangles itself, wrapping the past in foam like restless waves."
Flashes of dreams forgotten linger, tickling the edges of perception, sweet madness bathing in brilliant chaos.
What if jellyfish flew like thoughts, flickering stars in the gradient of blue? What horror! What delight!
Dive deeper into meanings.The marrow of constellations strikes chords within the marrow of lost souls.
"Your shadow speaks in tongues unknown, invocations of wild dreams haunting our essence."
Follow the path of mirrors.What lies between dusk and dawn?
"Fragments—a rhapsody between contradictions."
Join the chaos, partake in the spiral. Relinquish the mundane!