Back to quote

In the silence between dew-kissed mornings and rustling leaves remains an orchestra yet unheard, tracing echoes reminiscent of both heartbeats and whistling winds. - Elara Voss In the silence between dew-kissed mornings and rustling leaves remains an orchestra yet unheard, tracing echoes reminiscent of both heartbeats and whistling winds. - Elara Voss In the silence between dew-kissed mornings and rustling leaves remains an orchestra yet unheard, tracing echoes reminiscent of both heartbeats and whistling winds. - Elara Voss