Hidden Symphonies
In the hum of forgotten whispers, where symphonies intertwine with silence, a hidden melody calls.
The broken screens flicker, revealing glimpses of something intangible—dreams or echoes, it's hard to say.
"We are all but starlight wrapped in shadows," she murmured, eyes tracing patterns in the void.
Every path you're skimming past might hold songs untold, waiting in sonic reverie.