Here lie the remnants of dreams, scattered like seashells across the forgotten shore.
The dream of the vast desert, golden dunes whispering secrets in the night, a void that held tales without words yet to be spoken.
An echo of the city, where streets interlace stories like forgotten pathways leading nowhere yet invitingly open.
The ocean's melody, murmuring waves that cradle memories of whispers beneath serene horizons, forgotten yet deeply felt.