In the realm of sun-drenched solitude, a forgotten footprint whispers
the stories of a thousand footsteps, impressions on the shifting sands
of time. Each grain remembers; each shadow, a tale unwritten.
Beneath the skies, an echo lingers, dissonant yet harmonious,
vibrating through the fabric of reality. An ode to the absent traveler,
stitched by the weaver of dreams.