In the quiet corners of our minds lie doors painted with the colors of silence.
What if the shadows whisper secrets of a world forgotten? A child once asked, “If I chase my shadow, will it lead me home?”
There exists a dimension where thoughts awaken into living dreams, where the absurdity of reality wraps itself in the blankets of euphoria and despair.
The invisible portal beckons you:
Can you feel the chill beneath your skin? The laughter that lingers in the void?