DRIFTING DREAMS IN RED

The crimson sky bled into the horizon, a canvas streaked with hues of passion and melancholy. Within this fiery spectacle, dreams fluttered like glowing butterflies, their forms lost in the swirling vortex of the dusk. Each glimpse a fleeting revelation, held captive by the magnetic pull of the red. They tangled, bound, a tapestry to the intricate