Stand before the lens of truth. Consider every choice like ripples on a still pond. Each induces destiny, seen only in retrospect.
From the murky depths of past whispers, echoes return to haunt. Absorb lessons through perseverance, through time. Look again.
ECHOES GLINT IN THE SHADOWS
The journey from innocence winds down paths less taken. Walk gently; you will someday walk alone. Whether by choice or consequence, become one with whispers.
The laughter of old friends is a firefly suspended in the duskening sky. With ephemeral heat, share burdens across light years.
For more tales from the enchanted land, visit another realm or discover starry sojourns.