27/05/2025
In a corner of the world where time holds its breath, two souls meet beneath a sky veiled in clouds and scattered rays of sun.
Light breaks through like whispered promises, touching the faces of two lovers who speak without words, who see only each other.
The wind hums forgotten poetry, and every breath feels like a piece of forever.
They walk close, as if one were the home the other had been searching for, as if the world had been made just to cradle them.
This is not a place on any map.
It is the Land of Dream — where love knows no fear, where every kiss is a silent prayer, and every embrace, a sanctuary.
Here, beneath a sky that weeps with light, love doesn’t need to be told.
It is lived.
And that is enough.
