From the abyss a murmur shivers,
tongues of flame flicker,
whispering tales of unwritten stars.
Beneath the silence, a heartbeat,
echoing through the fabric of night,
stitches in the dark.
Listen, said the void,
its breath a cold embrace,
eternal lullabies sung by shadows.
And in its gaze, a cradle of forgotten dreams,
the echo of a song not yet sung.