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Balloons

A young girl, small and solemn, holds strings that rise into the misty air, tethered to floating, heart-shaped balloons—vivid and crimson, as if they were plucked from the chest of some mythical beast. She stands alone in a hazy field, the ground barely visible beneath a muted fog. Her expression is timeless, a mix of curiosity and unease, caught between innocence and the mysteries held aloft.

Impossible Memories — Balloons

A young girl, small and solemn, holds strings that rise into the misty air, tethered to floating, heart-shaped balloons—vivid and crimson, as if they were plucked from the chest of some mythical beast. She stands alone in a hazy field, the ground barely visible beneath a muted fog. Her expression is timeless, a mix of curiosity and unease, caught between innocence and the mysteries held aloft.