Fluctuations of nocturnal symphonies pulled us beneath the surface of ink, into realms unseen. Soft whispers accompanied the mischievous patter of ethereal rain upon us. Shadows danced on crystalline petals strewn across breaths stolen from time's tapestry, weaving forever into these whispering voids—a phantom's tale.
The forgotten archives mapped by starlit embrace tell ancient stories, tales of void's lush embrace and dreams pressed between opaque glass. Here, every echo resonates like fractured beams of eclipsed moonlight— resonant wonders in their spectral gaze.