A Modular Dreamscape

In this room, walls breathe, shifting with the light, each corner a whisper of a city unseen. Transparent panels float, holding echoes of distant laughter, while shadows dance like memories of invisible cities, rearranging themselves, as if the furniture dreams of becoming something else.

In this room, walls breathe, shifting with the light, each corner a whisper of a city unseen. Transparent panels float, holding echoes of distant laughter, while shadows dance like memories of invisible cities, rearranging themselves, as if the furniture dreams of becoming something else.