In the night's stillness, his pen crafted verses in shadows, spilling ink and pursuing dreams as light dimmed. Words flowed like a stream, safeguarding the soul's secrets. He wove tales of love, sorrow, joy, and lament, each line pulling him deeper and taking on an eerie tone.
June 23, 2025 at 5:23 PM
In the night's stillness, his pen crafted verses in shadows, spilling ink and pursuing dreams as light dimmed. Words flowed like a stream, safeguarding the soul's secrets. He wove tales of love, sorrow, joy, and lament, each line pulling him deeper and taking on an eerie tone.