🏮 Poetic Walkthrough

You step into a corridor of night.
The air tastes of river mist and ash.
Purple lanterns flicker like hesitant cats — 🐈‍⬛🐈‍⬛🐈‍⬛
three secret knocks on the wall of your chest.

A red lantern waits by the current.

💘 One drop falls into an unseen well,
and you fall with it, echoing.

The green lantern brushes against your shoulder.
 

🫶🏻 The field of air bends,
and the grass remembers your shape.

Blue metal hums through the floorboards.
 

🚢 Wheels and water confuse your footing.
The current may be rail, may be sea.

Above you, orange laughter bursts.
 

🐣 A child breaks the ceiling with joy.
It is gone in a second,
but the echo stains the lantern-light forever.

You drift.
There is no order.
The river waits for your hand.
The story waits for your choice.