In hushed corners, the air ripples with unspoken secrets
Timelessness stretches out, weaving stories whispered by shadows
Beneath the earth's ancient sighs, where the sun dares not tread
Reality unfurls, revealing not what is but what yearns to be seen
Each movement a stroke on the canvas of night, luminous and fleeting
Specters of memory cavort in the unseen spaces
The boundary between flesh and fog, hushed and trembling
Here intention becomes lightness, a phantasm brushing past
Listen as the world exhales its long-held breath...