In the tremors of twilight, where shadows kiss the dreams of the waking, I found solace in silence. The night's gentle breath hummed a tune, weaving through the fabric of thought, unraveling what is and what could never be.
Each star a forgotten lullaby, echoing in the vast corridors of time, sings of journeys untraveled, of decisions made in fleeting moments, and the warmth of paths not taken.
We stand at crossroads, where every choice spirals into an unexpected outcome. Yet, in these moments, reflection becomes a gentle companion, whispering truths hidden under layers of routine and predictability.
And the songs repeat, like an old record spinning in the quiet corners of the mind, a comforting static that holds the promise of peace amid chaos.
Feel the rhythm of these static lullabies here. Explore the echoes further in Visions.