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“Where the Quiet Begins” She walks where the sky forgets itself, where colors loosen their grip and slip into softer versions of truth. Her shadow learns the rhythm of the wind, a slow, deliberate sway like a heartbeat finally tired of hiding. Nothing chases her. Nothing saves her. The path simply opens — as if the world is exhaling after holding its breath for centuries. And she keeps moving, carrying the kind of calm that’s born only after the storm has taken everything except the will to keep going.
Give it a "Try", original prompts by Sorrah
In a serene landscape, a figure walks through a tranquil realm where colors soften and shadows dance. The calmness after a storm envelops her, revealing a world exhaling after ages of stillness.
©Sorrah
