What once was a sacred sanctuary, now forgotten and claimed by the wild. How many things and people and places do we cross paths with, never knowing their hidden significance? What they've been through, the precious memories they keep. What they once were, what they once meant to someone. And what about you? Who were you in a past life? What did you mean to those around you? A different timeline, a different place. There are so many layers to each of us, to each moment, and I'd like to believe that all are worthy and precious.