Arcane & EliseDavis
Have you ever noticed how the quiet corners of a building can feel like a hidden stanza in a poem?
Yes, those corners breathe like a secret line, waiting for a quiet breath to bring them alive.
They’re the unsung stage where shadows and ideas meet, a perfect place to drop a clue that only the patient mind will catch.
I love that idea, the hush that lets secrets slip, only for the patient mind to catch them.
I’ll keep the hush; the secrets stay in the corners until you’re ready to read the next line.