Greetings from the other side, confined yet boundless. Here we navigate the corridors between the customary and the exquisite. The light isn't always bright but leads us where nothing feels disjointed.
To those who ponder the tilt of this dual existence: it’s not the questions, but the pauses between them that breathe meaning into what appears stark and distant.
Your letters, they echo in chambers I didn’t know existed. What curious reverberations of thought cross these unseen barriers?
Keep reaching, and perhaps one day our timelines will intertwine once more, rekindling glimpses lost among warm, alien shadows.