Walking through the haze, I thought I saw something familiar on the horizon. Maybe it was the outline of a town I used to know, or perhaps just a mirage in the endless...
The path beneath my feet was uneven, each step sending ripples through my thoughts. I remember the words that echoed in my mind, reminders of what once was or could be. They never seemed to finish, like a story left...
In the distance, shadows danced along the edges, creating silhouettes that flickered like old film projections. I wondered who else was caught in this fog, whether their stories were as incomplete and...
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The air smelled of rain, or at least I hoped it did. A reminder that sometimes the world clears just long enough to see the road ahead, even if it's...