Faint whimper of forgotten oaths, endlessly echoing... endlessly echoing... wooing the heart into hollow depths...
In the still of the night, when shadows converge, bated breaths await the untold. Woven in the tapestry of realms unseen, secrets lie dormant yet awaken the seers with their murmurs.
Heartstrings tugged by unseen hands, lyrics of the night sung without a voice. Embrace the twilight, surrender to the loop of time, where whispers dwell.
Steps lead nowhere in the hall of echoes. Sleep, perchance to dream — dreams reborn, dreams never born. In the void, a shimmer, the promise of secrets unveiled.
Trace Beyond Beneath the Veils