In the silence where sand meets the wind, voices speak in hushed tones. They echo stories of past journeys, of paths taken towards the shores of self-discovery. Each grain holds a memory, a whisper of what was, captured in ephemeral moments that slip through the fingers like time itself.
To listen is to understand, yet the understanding often remains elusive, caught in the void of what could have been. In the portals of sand, we find reflections of our choices, each decision a step carved into the endless dunes of our existence.
As we traverse these imagined landscapes, we become aware of the myriad paths unseen. Choices manifest as shadows under the heavy sun, reminders that life’s vast desert contains more than just footprints; it holds the essence of every step drawn in binary over the sands.
Sands of Time