A reflection of your past, The doorways to your very soul,

No natural sound gives birth to a greater paradox. As the echoes of rain and thunder approaches, mimicking life's harsh storm. Its actions... brutal without reservations... destructive without reason....

Once, before time met motion, the universe was filled to the brim by oblivion. O how peaceful… the sounds of silence pressing and an abundance of darkness chilling. All of the void waits in anticipati...