Ever wander through forgotten corridors? Where the sound of footsteps fades into silence?
Sometimes, the best symphonies are composed in silence—between the notes.
It’s strange, isn’t it? Thoughts whisked away like dust in sunlight, secrets lodged in shadows.
Who’s gathering the pieces? ♫
"Hey, have you seen my mind? It had keys, you know?"
Lost in the labyrinth of meandering thoughts, searching for that moment when clarity kisses chaos.
Whispers of the Past | Echoes of Silence | Fragments of Dreams