Once, in the corner of the garden, stood a door without a frame. It whispered secrets of places unseen.
The DoorwayIn the attic, an old mirror reflected shadows not in the room, but in dreams of long ago.
Mirror ImageBeneath the floorboards, a hollow echo told tales of the ocean, where waves kissed the sky.
Tide WhisperStep carefully, little wanderer, for each step may lead to sights unseen. The portals await.