Thin spaces.

There are some places on earth where the veil trembles​. The space feels thin, almost like a crack between worlds ​has appeared. Time starts to fray. It’s a place unseen yet deeply - felt.

As the air starts to hum with everything precious that has been forgotten, something ethereal seeps into your bones, binding past to present in a sacred, silent thread.

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Like all precious things, it will be fleeting. A rare thing dreamt of often once it’s gone.