Have you heard the tune of the fading light?: that echo beneath the steps of night creatures.
It's not a loud song. More like a gentle hum, flowing through the string of stars that connect us all.
The silence stretches like a soft blanket, comforting, giving space.
Sometimes, if you listen closely, you may catch the rhythm—like raindrops on a still pond,
echoing in a dance known only to them.
Crickets, owls, and the occasional whispering breeze, they bear witness to your journey. Stroll through the web that pulses lightly, an invitation to explore paths untold.
Touch the silver threads