As the clock strikes thirteen,
whispers bounce off walls of thought,
humming the unsung melodies of forgotten dreams.
Do you hear them?
Voices entangled in echoes, woven with silk strands of nostalgia.
In every crack of reality lies a symphony
waiting to usher us into realms uncharted.
And still, the remnants of yesteryears linger,
a cacophony of unsung songs chasing memories through time.