Darkness & Lumora
Darkness Darkness
Ever notice how a single shadow can rewrite the whole map of a dream?
Lumora Lumora
When a shadow slides, the whole chart turns. I trace that shift as a new contour, and the rest of the map follows. I forgot to eat, but the dream map is full of crumbs.
Darkness Darkness
The crumbs fall where the light has slipped, a quiet reminder that even the map bends to the unseen.