Echoes in the Void
Whispers
The shadows dance, forming intricate patterns that tell stories of forgotten realms.
Echoes
Voices from the past reverberate through the corridors of time, carrying fragments of lost memories.
Visions
Glimpses of alternate realities flicker at the edge of consciousness, tantalizing and elusive.
Dreams
In the realm between waking and sleeping, truths reveal themselves in cryptic symbols.
Fractured Reflections
The mirror cracked today, not from any physical force, but from the weight of the realities it reflected. In each shard, I saw a different version of myself, living lives I could only imagine. Which one is the real me? Are any of them real?
Timeless Boundaries
I found an old clock in the attic, its hands spinning wildly, defying the laws of time. As I watched, mesmerized, I felt years passing in seconds, and seconds stretching into eternities. The boundaries between past, present, and future blurred into a singular, incomprehensible moment.
