There was once a fish with wings
in a sea of velvet night,
it sung the song of shadows, unheard by the daylight.
We followed her path, lined with silver stars,
where the moons made powder of
forgotten dreams.
The owls wore crowns,
and the trees told secrets in the doll's whispering wind.
But listen!
Echoes beckoning
through the veil,
dancing figures flicker
in a shadows' twirl.