Whispers of a Forgotten Garden

In the twilight of a muted afternoon, a garden breathes, its secrets wrapped in shadows. A cat slinks by, pausing to watch the distant hum of laughter. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and unspoken stories, weaving through the leaves like a forgotten melody.

In the twilight of a muted afternoon, a garden breathes, its secrets wrapped in shadows. A cat slinks by, pausing to watch the distant hum of laughter. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and unspoken stories, weaving through the leaves like a forgotten melody.