Once in the garden, beneath the whispering oaks, hidden paths spoke in tongues unheard...
Read the Signs
The clock never struck the hour of midnight, protecting dreams from celestial reckoning.
Through the Looking Glass
A solitary mirage reflected truths too brittle to embrace, beneath the jaundiced autumn sky.
Chase the Mirage
“Your destiny sways like a pendulum, caught between reminiscence and reality.”