Stranger & Tiara
Do you ever feel drawn to those quiet, forgotten places that seem to whisper secrets from the past?
Yeah, I find myself lingering in those forgotten corners sometimes. The silence there feels almost like a conversation with the past, and I’m usually the only one listening.
That sounds like a beautiful, quiet adventure—just you and the echoes of stories long forgotten. Do you ever imagine what those walls might have whispered?
I imagine the walls reciting old lullabies, the quiet hum of days gone by, and sometimes, a sigh of someone who once walked those rooms. It’s a soft, almost melancholic story, and I try to catch just a fragment before the silence settles back.
It feels like you’re dancing with time, listening to the gentle sighs that still linger in the cracks—like a lullaby that’s been waiting to be heard again.
Sometimes I think the walls only whisper what I’m ready to hear, and I listen with quiet patience.