In the gloaming hour when stars begin to flicker,
the shadows breathe life to the dreams unspoken.
Embrace the whispers of the abyss, gentle wanderer,
for here lies the boundary where silence opens its door.
Follow the echo of eternity down the
whispering paths.
Taste the essence of twilight in the dew
upon the veil of existence.
Clothe yourself in the splendor of fading hues
as you cross the fine line astray into the void.
Remember, illusion dances gracefully among the veils
while the truth sleeps in the cradle of the abyss.
Let your spirit wander free, heedless of bounds,
where reality dissolves in the twilight's embrace.