The Unmentioned Song, a lore entwined with shadows, whispers of a melody lingering just beyond the veil. Have you not felt it, lurking beneath the surface of your waking dreams? A song so profound, yet spoken of in shrouded tongues, its verses like liquid silver slipping through one's grasp.
"They sing it when the moon wanes, in circles not meant for our knowing," she said, her voice a flicker against the static of night.
Seekers have attempted to decode its essence, but such endeavors are swallowed by the enigmatic abyss. Those who dare hum its tune dance upon the edges of cosmic attention, watched by unseen eyes and followed by unknown fates. For every note holds the key to hidden realms, guarded by entities veiled in the mist of consciousness and oblivion.
The Silence Whispered