Every ending is a new beginning, wrapped in the layers of yesterday’s memories and tomorrow’s possibilities.

Rainy days are perfect for introspection.

Each book is a new universe waiting to be explored, discovered, and cherished beyond imagination.

We chase time, but it slips away, always just out of reach, no matter how fast we run.

The city’s heartbeat is a rhythm, pulsing through the streets, alive with countless stories and secrets.

I wonder if dreams ever find us, or if we’re forever lost in their shifting landscapes.

Enchanted Quill

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