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Maranjab Desert
Persepolis
Echoes in Stone, Silence in Shape
In the heart of ruins, stillness speaks.
Stone lions, broken stairways, silent guardians—
They do not shout their stories.
They wait.
Through a minimal gaze, I sought not to capture grandeur,
But to trace its fading breath.
A crack, a shadow, a carved wing,
each holding centuries of presence.
This is not nostalgia—
But reverence.
A quiet bow to the geometry of memory,
and to what remains when time recedes.