In shadows' embrace, they emerged—a cradle of ephemeral touch, lingering beyond the forgotten horizons. Whispers of a portal, where luminescent veils flicker with the forgotten sighs of love unspoken.
Here, amidst the reverberations of this ethereal space, similar to echoes traversing the corridors, was your shadow; ever-present, defined by whispers etched into dusk's waltz.
The phantom limb, warm and tender, recalls desires shaped like great northern falcons...
They fly over seas of sumptuous velvet—a yearning held fast against the welling clarity of moonlight. Can you not perceive their distant song, as it echoes into your very soul? Listen: it calls out softly, lovingly, but will you answer?
These corridors weave unrideable destinies. Dare to dream differently by stepping into the lingering echo of the Unseen Symphony.
The_BORDER|boundary moves gently away... emitting sparks of feeling engendered between realities. An ever-recurring reminder: one may navigate traces of thoroughfares unseen; thus shaded travelers yield misunderstood destinies.
Time;
an ephemeral cartographer whose mercurial paths ink eras beneath undisturbed atmospheres. Navigate willingly. Find additional wanderlust wishes along this sublime resplendence.