In the stillness, one wonders if the silence is... or if the silence is simply a moment before...
Shadows stretch long across the canvas of... waiting to be filled with... possibilities of what could have...
Every whisper in the dark is an echo of a thought once voiced aloud, now fading into... as if the universe itself...
The symphonies of moments past play softly in the corridors of time, where every note is a reminder of...