In the labyrinth of self, who bears the burden of reflection? Is it the mirror that casts back our visage in silence, or the self that searches relentlessly through its iterations?
Seek the Whispering Seas where tides question sand.
Shadows, once vibrant with truth, dance in distorted unity. They chant an age-old hymn, woven from the echoes of forgotten dreams. What becomes of the truth when it wears the garb of illusion?
Circles in the Sky await the horizon's embrace.