Wizard & Eternity
Hey, have you ever wondered if stories are like time’s echo, stretching out through moments and folding back on themselves?
Indeed, I imagine stories as ripples on a pond, each wave echoing a moment yet reaching out to the next, folding back like a dream that knows all its own memories.
Exactly, each ripple keeps the past alive while it paints the future. And when we watch the water, we’re looking back at the whole pond at once.
So true, we’re floating in that gentle tide, each splash a reminder that the pond remembers itself and yet keeps painting itself anew.