"Step close enough," whispered the whispering edge, "and the void will speak beneath your feet."
The edge replied, "But what is an edge without its seekers?"

In the land of floating stones,
a voice as light as feather spoke unto the wind,
"Balance is achieved when weight is nothing, yet everything."

Gather the shadows that pulse in rhythm,
for tomorrow's dawn shall unravel woven silence,
and answer the questions unasked yet known.