In Lucid Dreams
threads of midnight tale interwoven by forgotten sorceries.
Upon the edge of sleep, do you see the reflections of bygone whispers,
the confessions of ancients, murmur in harmony with your every thought?
Listen closely... for secrets are spoken in the stillness where dreams breathe.
Not far from here, a veil gathers upon spectral whispers,
tales of the rivers that flow through time's lucid stream.
Would you dare to follow the currents to their origin?
a symbiotic embrace between the known and the beyond...
Enter the paths of yesterdays through reflections yearning for light:
Infinite Echo
Ephemeral Song
Should shadows cast their magic upon your journey,
trust in the dance of the symbiotic stars: each step,
a note in the universal serenade.