A lone willow bends by the silent river, its branches tracing secrets on the water’s surface. An old fisherman rows slowly, his net cast into the shimmering twilight. He remembers a promise made decades ago beneath these very branches—a vow carried away by the seasons. Now, as moonrise paints the waves in silver, he waits for a shadow that may never return. The wind hums through the leaves, weaving tales of patience and loss. Some say the river remembers every whispered dream. Tonight, the wa...
