She took a breath, and the world around her quivered like a mirage in heat. Each inhalation filled the void, a soft whisper of stories untold, echoing through the corridors of the night.
In dreams, reality folded upon itself, layer by shimmering layer, each expansion cradled in the arms of time breathing lightly, lightly, lightly. Within, memories floated like autumn leaves in a gentle stream, sorrowfully nostalgic, yearning for an embrace.
The edges of her slumber softened with every breath, creating paths unseen, where the stars bled into the
horizon, spilling ethereal light over the landscape. Footprints marked moments, ephemeral yet eternal,
whispering secrets of tomorrow.
Tides, Silence,
Paradox
Beneath the rhythm of existence, the heartbeats correlated: hers, the cosmos', a celestial symphony playing in quiet disarray. She walked, each step a note in a never-ending crescendo, a sound only she could hear, carrying the weight and lightness of the world.