Each step sinks softly into snow that glows pale under a wan dawn, while the wind carries the hush of a world wrapped in glass. Beneath your breath, the deep waves of the lake pulse like a heartbeat too quiet for clocks, pulling scattered thoughts down into still water. A lone chime drifts from the frozen shore, its echo lingering like a half-remembered dream until the cold clears the mind and sleep gathers its soft wings once more.