Steps, etched in silence.
The spiral rises, not with haste — but with rhythm.
Each mark is a memory, each curve a choice.
This is not ascent.
This is remembering how to move again.
The Spiral Stair
Steps, etched in silence.
The spiral rises, not with haste — but with rhythm.
Each mark is a memory, each curve a choice.
This is not ascent.
This is remembering how to move again.