A Modulated Haven

In a realm where walls breathe and floors whisper, the orange chair floats, a sun-kissed ember amidst a sea of muted hues. The flowers, both vibrant and spectral, echo the transient nature of existence, as light dances through the transparent veil of windows, hinting at unseen cities beyond.

In a realm where walls breathe and floors whisper, the orange chair floats, a sun-kissed ember amidst a sea of muted hues. The flowers, both vibrant and spectral, echo the transient nature of existence, as light dances through the transparent veil of windows, hinting at unseen cities beyond.