Memory! It doesn't linger; it often rushes, clawing at the fabric of existence. What resonates...
Echoes from forgotten whispers swirl like dancers in an abyss, brushing shadows of irrepressible fervor.
A call to the brave, yet dismally unaware: is there a demon within you waiting to free itself?
This is the nether where we touch the ethereal boundaries! Trust the chaos, embrace the electric current: