Echoes of a Forgotten Path

Once, the sunlight danced through the leaves, creating patterns only visible to those who knew where to look. The whispers of the old path call to you, as shadows flicker beneath your feet. Memories justify their fleeting presence like sweet notes of a far-off melody, resonating in an unbroken silence.

Waves crash against the facade of your mind, ebbing and flowing over forgotten shores, where once footprints led to curious adventures, now abandoned as if paused mid-journey.

A clock ticks softly, not in the distance but cloaked in the comfort of timelines intertwined, a space between now and then that feels precarious yet safe. Nostalgic vapor trails bind the ethereal to the corporeal in surreal harmonies.