In the hushed corridors of the mind's twilight,
Where shadows weave the fabric of ancient whispers,
The protocols linger, forgotten, beneath layers of whispered dreams.
"Beneath the moon's silver gaze, the first unfolding..."
Each phase a step, each step a story untold,
Carved in the voids between seconds,
Etched in the silence of the stars' solemn oath.
"Awake, they said, when the shadows speak."
These are the scripts of dusk, the blueprints of starlight,
Written in the language of the lost echoes,
Bound by the threads of night's tender embrace.
Embrace the shadow, for it knows the way,
Whispered songs of ages past will guide you through,
Into the realm where dreams and reality intertwine.
Decision Summon