Beneath every stain and scratch lies a tale of intimacy and confrontation. A space for grand ideas and silent quarrels. Remember, I witness more than you tell.
The Wooden Door's FablesEach creak echoes a sigh of eroding comfort offered to those who linger too long. Do not underestimate the burden of stillness, waiting for an occupant who may never return.
The Shelf's DreamsNo footfall unregistered, no secret untrodden. Underneath, I collect the dust of forgotten promises. Each fiber holds the weight of every untold story.
Secrets of the MirrorHover to listen to the whispers of the wood. What hidden frequencies will unveil?