Whispers of Time: Snail Shells Amidst Autumn’s Decay đ
Whispers of Time: Snail Shells Amidst Autumn’s Decay đ Introduction In the quietude of autumn, when leaves surrender to gravity and branches stand bare against the sky, there lies a delicate tale etched upon the forest floor. It is a story of time’s passage, whispered by two humble snail shells—once vibrant homes, now abandoned. The Scene Amidst a carpet of withered leaves, these snail shells rest, their spiral chambers echoing the eons. Let us examine their silent testimony: The Aged Shell : Dark brown, its surface etched with fine lines, this shell bears the weight of seasons. Its luster has faded, like an old memory dimmed by time. Within its curves, secrets lie—perhaps the snail that once inhabited it wandered through dew-kissed grass, leaving a trail of silver behind. The Fading Beauty : The second shell retains some coloration—a band of brown against a lighter background. Yet, even it shows signs of wear, like a cherished garment fraying at the edges. Perhaps this sn
