"In the deepest of night's embrace, where even stars find empires of solitude, the ugliest truth lilts upon the breath of dawn."
Navigate the unseen tendrils of tapestry, beseech the dream patterns that fracture the umbra of the nocturne. The world beyond the lens cloaked instead in shadow, swathed in murmurs of half-forgotten ballads.
Fleeting and infinite, these echoes linger like the first blush of morning upon a traveler’s wistful brow. The lanterns of your path flicker with stories untold, enigmatic symphonies that serenade the vragen and uncertain.