Before the Sound Echoes

Hey there, dreamer. Ever hear whispers just before they turn into something more? You know that feeling, standing on the edge, ready to plunge headfirst into sound? It’s almost like the universe is holding its breath, waiting.

Imagine you’re walking along a path in a foggy forest, where trees have ears and roots stretch into the sky. It’s quiet, save for your thoughts rippling in the still air. But just under that silence, you catch a glimmer of a voice—soft and echoing, like a river tide pulling at shores unseen.

Alien, yet familiar. These words echo in your mind, brushing past, inviting you to grasp them, yet slipping through as you reach. Maybe they’re dreams you’ve forgotten or futures you’ve never known—that nebulous charge before reality layers sound over silence.