In a world woven from whispers,
silken threads of twilight danced,
casting shadows that sang
lullabies of forgotten realms.
Threads echo through silence,
as splashes of starlight ripple
the surface of dreams.
The shadows murmur tales
of the abyss and the ascent,
guiding the lost spirit
through labyrinths of void.
Listen closely, they insist,
for within their echoes, lies
the heart of every story untold.