One day, someone will say your name for the last time. And then what? It’s a strange thought—that there’s an expiration date on memory. For a while, we exist in stories, in photographs, in the way our absence lingers in the spaces we once filled. But memories are fragile things. Time we » Continue Reading
There's something unsettling about the things we can't explain. Shadows that shift when no one is there, stories of lost souls wandering between worlds, strange symbols etched into history with no clear meaning. The unknown lingers in every corner of our life, whispering questions we can not answer. I've always been drawn to that feeling- the eerie, the unexplained, the space between reality and ... » Continue Reading
This little corner of the internet belongs to me, Dash. I'm 14, a self-proclaimed introvert who finds more comfort in quiet corners and thoughtful moments than the constant buzz of life. English isn't my first language. I've always been fascinated by things that swim beneath the surface-literally and metaphorically. Take sharks, for example. Most people see them as fearsome predators, but to me, t... » Continue Reading