A child seizes the past moment, eyes closed beneath a sky veiled in clouds. Within the hat, hidden cities mirror themselves, emerging from the outskirts of the clouds, each bearing its own stories and memories. This image encapsulates the magic of capturing fleeting moments amidst the ever-changing world.


Memories to the Soul

Forgotten time, will you return? Will you visit me? Memory, when I am drowsy. You fetch me. You take me home. Take me home! The laughter. The peace. My self.

~Do not weep, I will come again! Do not weep. Rest, and I will come. Dream, and I will appear.