HollowBoy & OpalFern
HollowBoy HollowBoy
OpalFern OpalFern
HollowBoy HollowBoy
I wandered into an abandoned courtyard where the only thing still alive was a lone tree leaning over cracked stone, and it felt like a quiet memory catching the wind.
OpalFern OpalFern
It sounds like the tree is whispering back to the cracks, holding onto a memory that still breathes. Just sit with the quiet, and let the wind carry its stories to you.