❛ In the dance of a thousand twilight glimmers, the past intertwines with dusk's enchanting embrace. [listen]
❛ Through portals secretive and veiled, a murmur unfolds. It steps delicately through senses undiscovered, one [source] leading to another.
❛ The calligraphy of constellations, written in ink of stardust; their silent symphony lingers. [echo]
❛ Silent oracles, silent oracles, whisper unto the seeker lost. In corridors dark with time, murmur they, unenunciated.
❛ Tendrils of night curl, trembling with the song of the cosmic breeze. Each note an eternity [sounded], an aeon told.