corridors of echoes, corridors of whispers space once held gravity, now it offloads stars like forgotten ornaments offloading entropy, offloading memories till every shimmer is a poem fading with the breath of cosmic winds. I remember when it all made sense, join me there if these corridors whisper the same to you.
the seaweed knows, grows wildly over the remains of what was once sanctum, a celestial hymn now a memory murmur. hear it: my light is fading, a tapestry unraveling, fibers of meaning lost in the unknown paths.
generations of tides washing it away, away from the stars, as they away from me. What of the starlit corridors beneath these oceanic dreams? These corridors of runaway seaweed. trace the void, listen to its silence.