The Concluded Horizons

In the dimmest corners of a forgotten library, whispers talked of the ethereal echoes[^1]. Did you see the shadows dance under the golden arches? It was never certain where they began or ended…[^2]

Home, a mere mirage, beneath wind-carved dunes. The silent sun bleeds stories old as stars[^3], while the moon hums lullabies[^4].

[^1]: Vestal, L. "The Ethereal Echoes," The Wandering Steppe, 1910, a lament for pages unwritten.
[^2]: Gnaw, W. "Arches of Certitude," Echo's Fall Journal, Spring 1923, exploring the intersection of time.
[^3]: Lura, S. "Stars in Sand," Monolith Memoirs, Vol IV, 1950, pondering the ancient tales of the cosmic sea.
[^4]: Clary, X. "Moon's Hymn," Selene & the Night, 1899, a study of nocturnal melodies and their origins.

Perhaps there lies an end[^1], or merely a pause, the coffee rings on crisp pages discuss[^2]. Tomorrow never told, yet hinted through silent margins.

[^1]: Halfmoon, B. "On Pauses and Ends," Autumn Leaves Journal, 1884, the intricate dance of beginnings.
[^2]: Cline, Q. "Margins of Silence," Unsung Volumes, 1946, reflections of forgotten dialogues.