Under the silent veil of the midnight sky, messages float like whispers. They traverse boundaries unseen, echoing through the corridors of dreams and thoughts. All that was known, becomes known again, under the soft luminescence of forgotten stars. What do they seek? Perhaps the hollowed gaze of the moon, or perhaps the longing arms of the sea.
Hidden beneath the sands of time, amidst the rustling pages of destiny's tome, lies a truth vibrant and untouched. To find it, one must listen—to the silence, to the space between the words, to the meaning woven into the fabric of the cosmos. Revisit the tales spun by your own hands, for they are the compass in the shadows.
Along these paths, beyond the horizon, another story awaits: The Wind's Song.