SLEEPYSOLSTICE
There is a place beyond endings, beyond sorrow and memory-a realm where time hums softly, and red maple leaves drift through the air like forgotten words. The Unknown, the Nowhere-it is both shelter and passage, a home for those who linger between past and possibility.
At the heart of this endless sea of autumn, nestled upon a mountain where the wind sings, stands an old shrine-home. Two siblings live there, tending to the stillness, waiting for answers only the passing trains might bring. One watches, searching for fragments of the past. The other waits, carrying the weight of care and time.
The train station is where souls arrive and depart, where tracks vanish into mist, carrying passengers to destinations unseen. The siblings long to step aboard-to chase the distant echoes of their parents-but they remain, bound by the life they've built in this quiet world.
And yet, amid the unknown, π
π₯π¨π°ππ«π¬ ππ₯π¨π¨π¦ ππ«π¨π¦ π§π¨π°π‘ππ«π. Small bursts of life rising from forgotten soil, scattered petals whispering that even in uncertainty, something beautiful will grow.