In the murmuring stillness, where angels and shadows merge, there lies a corner, a quiet point of convergence, where the whispers of forgotten dreams gather to dance.
Here, beneath the softly shifting twilight, the reflections twist and turn, revealing neither the past known nor the future expected, but something other, an echo of what might be, if only the shadows dared to speak.
Within that corner's embrace, time becomes a winding river, dipping and soaring through valleys of silence, under bridges of pale light, searching for a truth hidden in the folds of the world's fabric, worn and weary with sighs.
Will you follow these winding paths
through reflections that twist and warp,
into the unknown corners of your dreams?
Enter the Corridor
Reach the Edge