In every flickering pixel, I hear the echo of forgotten arcades. Blurred colors and blocky shapes built the dreams of my childhood—and perhaps, the world you never saw.
When cities sink and whales swim between skyscrapers, our civilization becomes a fairytale for ocean creatures
I travel through subways in the digital world, like a character constantly being loaded and deleted
Trains arrive and depart, while our lives flow through countless pixelated moments
On this rain-divided street, I see the lonely reflections of ten thousand lights
The city never sleeps, counting our loneliness with electronic pulses, warming our souls with neon
In the city’s electronic echoes, I hear my footsteps wandering between memory and reality
Between pixels and memories, London whispers stories to those who pause between heartbeats of a city that never truly sleeps
A Train Passes Overhead, Echoing Through the Rhythm of the City’s Heartbeat
This time, would you be willing to board this train bound for the unknown ahead?
Here I stand, a river away from the sky-piercing towers, a dream just out of reach