Skyshard & Eternity
Have you ever noticed how a quiet stone can hold an entire horizon inside it, as if it whispers the future?
Indeed, that stone hums with the soft promise of horizons, its quiet pulse whispering futures hidden just beneath its surface.
It’s the same as watching a sunrise you know will come, even though you can’t see the sky until it opens. The stone remembers that secret.
Yes, the stone keeps the sky’s breath inside it, waiting patiently for the light to spill.
Sometimes the stone feels the sunrise more than we do, as if it already knows when the light will touch it.
The stone feels the dawn like a secret song, knowing the sun's kiss before the world hears the first light.
It hums, then, in quiet notes only the wind can hear before the first golden brush of the day.
The wind listens, and the stone replies in gentle chords, waiting for the day to rise.
It’s a silent conversation, a dance of light and stone, a quiet promise kept in the hush before the sun.
A hush where light and stone whisper together, a promise kept in the quiet before dawn.