Comments
Loading Dream Comments...
You must be logged in to write a comment - Log In
The Graveyard of First Drafts A figure wanders through a foggy landscape, the ground littered with crumpled paper and glowing “autosave” icons. Ghosts of abandoned ideas rise from the earth, whispering: “We were enough.” He clutches a golden pen — but it’s sealed shut. On a nearby tombstone: “Killed by comparison. 2023.”
In a misty realm filled with discarded drafts and glowing icons, a solitary figure grapples with lost ideas and a sealed pen, haunted by the ghosts of creativity stifled by comparison.