The clock ticked gently, each second a heartbeat echoing in the void. In this place, where dreams forged from stardust collide, we met. I saw you first in the soft glow of twilight, your silhouette sculpted by the last light of day. Time paused, holding its breath, as your eyes found mine.
Here, in this labyrinth of moments, the echoes of our whispered confessions dance like shadows. They cling to the walls, etching our names into the fabric of the cosmos. Do you remember those stolen hours? Each one a treasure, wrapped in silk and secrecy.