Welcome to a path that does not begin with noise.

These are stories that announce themselves quietly.
Some begin with an open window, on a staircase, others with a glance at old wood, and others still with nothing more than a feeling.

Tales that live between light and shadow, between memory and premonition.
Sometimes it’s a quiet sound, a hidden door, a sentence that lingers in your mind.

It is a journey of  imagination — perhaps a light, perhaps something that does not exist.