With the crackle of gunpowder and the blaze of color painting the sky, the past surges forth, a tempest of emotions. Memories rise, vivid as ever - the tender p...

Under the veiled gaze of the celestial orb, the tapestry of my world unravels, entangled threads of grief and desire. Once, these grounds resounded with laughte...

In the hushed stillness of night, the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hum of revelry carry me far away. To a time when my steps echoed through these c...