As the moon stretches its ghostly arms, the tapestry unfurls. Decisions dangle like Autumn leaves — beautiful, melancholy, and inevitably leading to a definite, undeniable plunge. Or, if you prefer, a leisurely sway.
Once upon a time, in a land of obligatory outcomes and whimsical might-haves-beens, you pondered: Should I open the door or leave it ajar with the half-hearted promise of adventure swirling beyond?