The gentle unraveling of threads, whispers of yesterdays, stories woven long before the forgetting began.
Each strand, a moment caught in time.
Fragile. Ephemeral.
To touch is to remember.
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Silent Whispers
Year 1923 - A forgotten tale, leaning against
the dusty shelf of an attic, waiting to awaken.
In the old parlour, grandma's voice echoes
in the flicker of candlelight, storytelling.