Ever wondered what comes after a thought? Yeah, me too. It's like every idea has a shadow, a ghost, or maybe a twin. Not identical, but close. You know?
Just like that moment during a quiet drive when you realize you've been making plans with yourself. All this internal chatter, layered like a cake, with each slice revealing a new flavor.
Echoes of Silence Murmurs in the Stardust Voids and Horizons