Collection: Dream Menagerie Op. 2 Upward Venture

Pulled from within, the dream draws upward, like a thread through static. It doesn't spill but strains, with pressure coiling behind the shimmer. Light threads spike, bend, and stutter into the air. Critter clusters twitch in place along rainbow trails too thin to follow. The vision grows tall, faster than it can close, dragging everything into the wake. Only reach. Only tension. Only the upward hum.