Arcana & Empty
Have you ever wondered what stories sleep hides from us?
Sometimes I think sleep is a quiet librarian, keeping secrets in its shelves and only letting the dream‑shadows read the stories. It feels like we’re invited to listen, but the pages are blank until we close our eyes.
Exactly, the hush between breaths is the quiet librarian’s whisper. Sometimes the pages are empty, just waiting for your eyes to close and fill them with their own hidden chapters.
I think the silence itself is the first line, and every breath is a quiet footnote that invites the story to grow.