Amidst the shadows, we dance! Lightning-bug thoughts waltzing through electric whispers! A lost dream spirals into an orbit of color, spinning upward and twirling—
Crouching in corners of reality, we find echoes of laughter hidden beneath the sepia fog. Silhouettes cast by invisible light, reaching for what remains! Pictures captured in glass jars rolling through metaphysical streets.
“Always chase the vibrance!” A fragmented mantra overheard during a midnight sprint on whispered breezes. Connection ignited from the canvas of another realm!
Subtle resistances to stillness include shattered sequences of time. Lyrics unbroken like glass beneath tender feet, flickering liberally down serpent roads...