90x110 Edge of the Storm. An inner movement, a storm breaking, where the unspoken is given room to speak
100x120 For your joy. A hush of light on whispering land, soft rust and gold by winter's hand.90x110 Your dream. Silence drifts where soft blues lie, like wind that moves across the sky.90x110 Your way. Even the wind falls silent where your path unfolds, a touch of light where quiet darkness holds90x100 We meet. We meet where soft horizon blur the line, between the still unknown and what is mine120x100 You are in the haze. You are in the haze where echoes sleep, a flicker of fire the fog couldn't keep90x110 Remember us. You rose from ash where shadows fed, a spark of gold where silence bled80x100 Your impression. Whispers of waves in lavender light. Footsteps fade into the dreaming night
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