In the void, whispers echo, shadows cast by light unseen.
The stars speak in tongues, a language lost and found
The silence hums, a melody of the forgotten.
Moonlit dreams lead the way.
Dancing silhouettes in the backdrop, fading, fading...
Through the mist, a voice calls, the cosmos sings a lullaby.
Beyond the horizon, where the sun sinks slowly,
Shadows of giants, echoes that never end.
Reflections in a silvery pool beckon.
Whispers of the past linger, whispering...
And in the void, silence reigns, a king without a throne.