Goodbye 2🫢25

In a realm where walls breathe and shadows dance, each object rearranges its purpose—transparent echoes of the past whisper tales of cities unseen. A cat watches, poised on the edge of possibility, as time suspends, inviting us to wander through the labyrinth of our own making.

In a realm where walls breathe and shadows dance, each object rearranges its purpose—transparent echoes of the past whisper tales of cities unseen. A cat watches, poised on the edge of possibility, as time suspends, inviting us to wander through the labyrinth of our own making.