Voices in the Echo Chamber
Resonance of the Unheard
The whispers of ancient trees, where sunlight dapples like laughter upon leaves. A voice calls—inviting and unfamiliar, urging you to cross the unseen threshold into twilight realms.
Where shadows dance, bound by neither time nor light. They beckon you to listen closely—closer still, until the heartbeat of the cosmos synchronizes with your own.
In the vastness of unknown whispers, a melody emerges—etheric and ancient, entwining around thoughts like fleeting dreams that slip through fingers like sand.