In the twilight of waking thoughts, shadows whisper stories of forgotten paths. The dreams that wander through these hidden corridors are reflections of a labyrinth untold, where every turn holds fragments of lives never lived, yet edges the tapestry of fate.
Flickers of light illuminating the seams of reality unravel, as momentary glimpses show us who we were, who we might still be. The frail threads of the cosmos interlace in designs too intricate for mortal minds to comprehend, yet they're woven in a dance so familiar, as if echoing the silent music of the stars.
Beyond this realm, time ceases to count the heartbeat of existence. In the embrace of slumber, we discover the hidden alcoves of memory's forgotten dreams, waiting to be passed through again. Can you trace the path? Will you follow the echoes?
For further mysteries, wander beyond the weave: A Jungle of Thought, The Sea of Echoes.