Day by day, step by step, the paths unfold beneath weary soles. Each road tells a hidden story, each trail a whispered secret.
We walk, we wander, we traverse the same tracks, etched in memory like the wrinkles on a hand. The songs of the wind repeat, echoing in the corridors of our minds.
Where do these paths lead? To answers unasked, to questions unanswered, to places we forgot we started from.
Day by day, step by step, the paths unfold...