There are places that do not appear on maps, spaces suspended between memory and oblivion. Where No One Knows tells the journey of those who choose to abandon certainty to find themselves in the unknown. Forgotten voices emerge in the silence, the waves carry fragments of a past dissolving into the air. It is a solitary path, a ritual of transformation where every step is a question and every pause an answer. To be lost is to be found, for only those who stray from the path laid before them can discover their own. ******************** I walked where voices falter, through halls of crumbling stone. I traced the lines upon the surface, but all had turned to dust. And still, the air is heavy with a distant sound, a name once spoken and then cast away, lost in the waves. The embers dimmed in silence, the night had turned to grey. Like hands that reach but never grasp, we faded into time. And still, I walk where no one dares to go, a path that bends but never finds an end, lost in the waves. We followed signs unspoken, we walked on paths undone. But in the end, the steps we leave behind fade with the wind.
