Reservoir of Echoes

[Scene: A dimly lit room] The shadows play tricks on the wall, dancing without music, while light from the old lamp flickers like a forgotten star.

[Title Card: "The Waiting"] In corners, the dust gathers, stories of the past whispered among its fine particles, waiting to settle like memories in the heart.

[Scene Shift: An empty street at dawn] The cobblestones glisten with a sheen of early rain, silence wraps the world in a gentle embrace.

[Title Card: "The Rushing Echo"] Footsteps, unseen, but felt in the trembling air, a reminder of journeys unmade, of rivers flowing beneath the surface where reflections ripple in the currents unseen by the eye.

[Final Scene: The horizon at twilight] Colors bleed into one another as day surrenders to night, a quiet sigh escaping the world as it bows to slumber.

[Title Card: "In the Reservoir"] Here lies the echo of every rush, every pause, every breath held in the silence, a reservoir waiting, watching—a keeper of secrets, a holder of dreams.