The whispers of starlight weave through curtains of twilight, and patterns emerge within echoes that never were. "They speak of realms unseen, shadows cast by dreams."
Into the Void, the call of ancient seas where lanterns flicker with the breath of forgotten gods. Shadows Dance, to the rhythm of a heartbeat, lost in the corridors of time's embrace.
Once, the sky unfurled like a scroll, inscribed with omens in languages lost to mortal eyes. The wind carried tales of silence, and in that absence, the cosmos sang.
Beneath the ethereal canopy, where the ground hums with the pulse of worlds unheard, visions transform into labyrinths of color and light.