When the skies weep colors beyond gray, we float in a sea of unspoken words.
Fragments of hopes spiral through our dreams, while clouds whisper secrets of forgotten tomorrows.
A kite made of memories dances above solar eclipses and coffee spills. Velocity defies logic.
Objects are merely reflections; narratives dissipate like autumn leaves in dressed silence.
Forgotten Echo • Shattered Silhouettes •
Hollow Painting • Undelivered Letters
Each click releases shadows of wishes, gliding beneath the weight of infinity. Step carefully.