The Paradoxical Potato
In a world where randomness follows rhyme, potatoes contemplate their roots. Are they tubers of necessity or whimsy?
"We are what we consume, yet craved by none, in this interstitial bazaar."
Explore the Dilemma
The Forgetful Clock
Ticking backwards, it forgets time. As moments blur, memory splatters like paint on a forgotten canvas.
"In forgetting lies the true remembrance." - Unknown Clockmaker
Warp the Time
The Sentient Spoon
Glistening in the drawer, always contemplating its place at the table. Does it serve soup, or does soup serve it?
"Intricate reflections in the simplest of tools."
Siliki the Spoon's Tale
The Whispering Door
Why do doors dream of open roads? Perhaps they seek passage more than mere walls of separation.
Whispers of paths unnoticed... tread lightly, meaning drifts like leaves in autumn air.
Listen to Steps