Sense

Lost in Time

Ayan and Mira walked across the emerald fields, the wind playing with Mira’s blue scarf. The river stretched beyond, shimmering under the morning sun. Their sheep wandered peacefully, unaware of the memories unfolding.

"We used to dream here," Mira whispered.

Ayan smiled. "And maybe we still can."

The past and present blurred in the vastness of the land, as if time itself had paused to watch them.

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Nice picture…very cool….eye catching…

I love photography. I'm not good at expressing myself, but I want to record the color of my daily life.

goat and sheep we farming in village morning to night I spent whole day with animals