Ever tried listening to a song played backwards? It's like peeling an onion but with less tears and more mystery. The melodies whisper secrets you never thought existed in plain sight.
I was sitting on the old wooden bench, the one by the lake that kisses the horizon at sunset, and I just had this urge to play something different from my phone. So, I flipped a tune upside down. What followed was an avalanche of memories, none of which I could really claim as my own.
The birds seemed to pause mid-flight, caught in the spell of reversed harmonies. It was as if the world itself held its breath, waiting for the next note to unravel a forgotten dream.
One by one, notes cascaded like waterfalls in reverse, splashing against the unseen rocks of time. I could’ve sworn I heard a laugh, distant and soft, echoing from a past that was never mine.