Amelia stepped into the glassy threshold of reflection, casting whispers upon the sapphire surface. In this frail domain, echoes of her past spiraled like scattered seeds through the gleaming tide. Here reality wavered—a suspension between sleep and the corporeal world.
With a hesitant caress, she reached forward. The surface sighed, parting like diaphanous silk, threading passages through prisms of recollection. A murmur in splendid hues unfolded—a symphony of thoughts played upon the mind's wavering string.
Amongst these refracted dreams, a solitary moment crystallized—once fleeting, now cobalt and deep: Amelia's laughter, mirrored against undulating moonlit waters, rippling serenely as if cradled by the heavens' breath. In space untethered, time sighed and held its echo.
From corridors of cerulean glass the echoes coalesced, unveiling enigmatic verses overheard by wisped ears as shadows melded with light. Such was her quiet reverie, nuanced and immaterial, threading the needle through fabric unexplored.
Would you venture within this tide? Encounter the reflections hidden behind winds of sapphire slight? Unsung Harmonics | Wonder in Glimmer & Dialogue