迂回路の静寂
@Zixuan
Welcome, almost-traveler.
This is a scrapbook of steps we never took, train rides we missed together, benches that held our weight only in theory. Here lie the cafés we never shared, the fields we never ran across, the skies we never pointed at. Browse gently. These aren’t just places. They’re echoes of “what if?” mapped onto the city we both passed through— just not at the same time.
This is a scrapbook of steps we never took, train rides we missed together, benches that held our weight only in theory. Here lie the cafés we never shared, the fields we never ran across, the skies we never pointed at. Browse gently. These aren’t just places. They’re echoes of “what if?” mapped onto the city we both passed through— just not at the same time.