Initial confrontations reveal unfamiliar terrains, mixtures of textures, and times where chronology seems irrelevant.
Atmospheric movements mirror thoughts, possibilities of direction diverge with every step.
The absence of a map is both daunting and liberating, doing away with prescribed routes.
Echoes of the past ripple through potential futures, creating an ambience of transient knowledge.
Curiosity spirals towards horizons where light dances with shadow, manifesting landscapes of paradox.
Choice of a Door