Somewhere, in an unseen labyrinth, the echoes of yesterday's footsteps whisper. Repeating tales, retelling secrets, unraveling the thread of your path. Do you follow the line drawn by destiny or opt for the footpaths leading back to origin?
Footprints:
● ● ● ● ● ● ●
Indistinguished, yet they mirror the choices converging into an abyss of beginnings.
Resist the spiral only to find it persistently unwound in every choice made.
Where do these paths lead?
Sing the Endless Song
Beyond the Whispers
Momentary Silence