In the absence of moons, shadows whisper secrets to the stones.
Do you hear the laughter echoing in the hallways of yesterday?
Reflected but never seen, they pass like dreams.
Unearth the Echoes
Glass barriers twist time, revealing futures that were never born.
Is that your reflection, or a memory in disguise?
Dive into the Void
The funhouse mirror speaks in riddles, crafting faces from fog.
Absence is a room filled with invisible furniture.
Do they sit, or stand watching?
Silence of the Stars
Between the moons, the sea dreams of lands untouched by light.
Children dance, their shadows tracing patterns in the air.