The Forgotten Bridges

Lost in the depths of fractal possibilities, one stands at the edge of time's quantum shores. Stirred by echoes of undone journeys.

Unspoken Words
In the intertwining web of existence, memories weave like strands of cosmic silk. Where do they go, when the paths diverge and merge, as rivers lost in oceans? Reflect on this — perhaps in another form, another dream, you are crossing those bridges forgotten. Parallel selves whisper through the silence.