Resonating Echoes

In corridors murk, filament stars blink and chant

The binary breeze hums fears and divinity

• Lost in the echo: "They speak, but I don’t listen."
• Resonating silence ahead: "The walls, they bend."
• Echo here: "Footsteps that whisper solace."

Instructions scribbled on the wall:
"Insert the key into the echo; turn left, turn right, then repeat."

Still, the corridors weep incandescent blue. Dreams fracture across the ceilings like shattered mirrors...

• Cogs of destiny resonate: "Clock hands made of candy."
• Here, the voice of past: "Rise, digital deity."
• Future unknown: "Echoes of tomorrow, today."