Whispered echoes of dreams forgotten, linger within the recesses of our minds. A tapestry woven from the dust of stars, creating paths unseen, where shadows of fantasies dance.
Each circle within the dream, a memory encircled by the unknown. Lines trace their journeys, a labyrinth echoing the silent footsteps of the soul.
In the heart of the night lies a doorway — rising slowly like the dawn, leading to realms where time is a gentle whisper amplifying the song of eternity.
These geometric patterns, crystalline and pristine, remind us of the sacred geometry of our dreams, where each shape holds a secret waiting to be remembered.