"Guardians of the dusk, eyes like embers,
Invisible ink smooths my whispers;
What walks on four at dawn, two at day, and three at nightfall?"

"From the shadows, we sit unseen,
Carving answers in crimson mirage;
When does silence wear a voice?"

"Eons keep the balance right,
While veils dance in quixotic delight;
Seek where the moon dips into the sun."