The path to understanding me is not walked with hurried footsteps, but with a quiet heart and an open mind. We are connected by an unseen thread, drawn to the echoes of places where time itself seems to weep.
The path to understanding me is not walked with hurried footsteps, but with a quiet heart and an open mind. We are connected by an unseen thread, drawn to the echoes of places where time itself seems to weep.