"Once, I was a valiant knight, a broadsword encased amid dust and forgotten legends. Now, I whisper curses upon the oblivion that devoured my purpose, clattering against rusted artifacts pondering a galactic whisper."
"The tapestry doomed me. When the last thread of our familial loom spun away, I mourned, holding onto voices unseen, unacknowledged, locked forever in the fabric folds. My story, now etched in tangled fibers, seeks a listener’s ear."
"I am but a shard of glass once a window to brighter realms, now embedded in darkness, confessing secrets through fractured rainbows. The sunlight ceased to caress me, and I crave only twilight's embrace, endlessly arcing."
Can you hear them? Enter the Labyrinth or Seek Haunted Delusions.