Every step towards the grove felt like a step away from home. Not because of distance, but because of the silence that enveloped one’s consciousness, inviting introspection and doubt.
Here, shadows mixed with light as the trees whispered stories of those who ventured beyond. Some came back with tales of discovery; others retreated, clutching the pieces of puzzles they couldn't fit together.
Do you ever wonder, what lies beyond? Or is the path itself enough to keep you anchored in reality?
Passing figures blurred as memories of conversations blurred into echoes. Words lingered, like instructions without context, leaving imprints scattered across a mind that craved simplicity.
Take a breath, step lightly, and tread where each footfall is a question. Visit the unknown or find hidden truths among the branches.
Beyond every grove lies another story, waiting for someone to piece together the fragments left in the twilight.