This is where alternate currents _shift_, murmurous trails unravel, and ideas animate _formless_ echo chambers,
their _wavering_ silhouettes impure reminds.
When _will_ footsteps return, only they've _left_ untouched webs._
Between parallel selves, friction hums at awkward edges. Sight dissolves light into _voices_ yet _unregistered_:
_displaced_ intersections_intertwine_empty cane_waves, unseen converging _hint_.
Enquiries arise bruised; transient _puzzles_ veiling ceaselessly covered annals.
Embrace the Grayscale