Photography memoirs
The faint echo of my footsteps disappeared into the silence. An aura of sanctity so profound manifested within the monastery. I stood in reverie admiring an archaic facade. The monastery walls seemed archaic, decaying yet dignified; the passing of centuries merely enhanced their beauty.
Photography memoirs 
‘The faint echo of my footsteps disappeared into the silence’ combined with the imagined history of footsteps…amazing. Thank you
Envision the footsteps of monks in contemplation and prayer echoing throughout the centuries.