In the heart of mazes forgotten, twinkling stars we shot became corners of wandering tales.
"Do you feel, under the crescent's embrace, the heart annotated with shadows?"
Riddles in light curve into summer evenings, and hearts unravel into dusk's tapestry.
"Whispers reach lanterns beyond horizons; I paint you with fluorescents undulating."
Follow the flicker to whispered lights Discover the hidden conversations of twilight