“We lock our dark halves” by Ostel
In the beginning, there was music—a connection made in the abstract, a message encoded in waves, only readable by the soul. The sound of the cosmos: atmospheric music entangled with the sweet, velvet-like timbre of strings. “We lock our dark halves deep in the basement of our souls, but darkness always finds a way of […]
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