In a serene room, bathed in dusk-like hues, I faced a canvas reflecting the sentiments within. Each brushstroke wove a tale of time's journey.

Gazing from a window, a figure transcended the present, delving into my youth's footsteps. Relics from innocent days unfolded, each stroke echoing laughter.

Adele's "Million Years Ago" filled the room, its melody intertwining with my soul. As my brush danced, emotions poured into the canvas, sadness blending with yearning.

In this creation, a sense of peace blossomed. The window transformed into a portal, ushering me to an era where laughter echoed, and innocence lingered.

The final brushstroke stood testament to the bittersweet beauty of yearning and the echoes of a million years ago.