You find yourself in a sea of faces, each a blank canvas staring back at you. As the setting sun fades into night, you begin to whisper into these voids, hoping for a reflection of your own soul. Yet none listen, and as dawn breaks, you vanish from their memories, leaving only echoes of what might have been.
Dread
Cursed #
70
Warning
Midnight Blue
Witching Hr
1am - 2am
Dark Love
In an old, abandoned house illuminated by the moonlight, you find a mirror where their eyes used to be, now replaced with the smudges of forgotten faces. The reflection shows nothing but your own desperate longing for connection that has grown cold and distant.
Career Doom
Your achievements, once celebrated in the hallways of success, are slowly erased by the bureaucratic hands of mediocrity. As you sign off on meaningless reports, you realize your legacy is slipping away like sand through a forgotten hourglass.