🎨 Hello, dear artists!
Beyond those quiet hills, something waits. Not a person, not a place—something else. The kind of mystery that only time understands. Each ridge holds a secret, each valley a story too old for words. The mountains don’t speak, yet somehow, they’ve seen everything. Were you here before, in another time, another life? Maybe. Maybe not. But something about this view feels familiar. A hush falls over the land, not empty—but full. Of memory. Of meaning. Of moments just out of reach. So you stand still… and listen. And for a second, you almost remember what you never knew.
Ready? It’s a moment just for you. Enjoy it! 🖼️🖌️
