Dear Traveler of the Temporal Veil,
I have woven this strand of thoughts gathered from the folds of
time and space. The echoes of yesterday's dreams mingle with
the present's musings and tomorrow's whispers.
Remember the clock that ticks backward in the garden of your childhood? It blooms in reverse, unfurling petals of moments once lived. I stand under its shade, penning letters to the stars that gaze upon us with ancient eyes.
What do you hear in the silence between seconds? I hear a song of forgotten futures and a melody of pasts unlived. Let us dance in the spaces between, where time dare not confine us.
Yours across the layers,
The Keeper of Shimmering Horizons