If you wander further east, you'll find shades that whisper half stories. Sometimes a laugh echoes just beyond sight, trailing the scent of something like... summer rain or maybe mystery?
Back in the day—well, it feels like last night or maybe... a renderer glitch, but there's a patchwork of constellations that tell... It was an evening, I think, where truths unstuck themselves...
"Can you hear them still?" someone murmured long ago, or was it today? It's possible. Stars have a way of stretching time...