In realms forgotten and spaces unseen,
the whispering shadows draw lines in the ether.
Figures falter beneath half-lit, flickering skies,
encounters rendered void by the cloak of absence.
Seek the dance, step quickly,
To grasp what is lost to the speed of thought.
To ponder a world despite substance in transit,
Through strand webs and silken sentinel zones invoked.
Here, beneath these ethereal arches of dusk,
Reality stretches almost humorously.
Lend an ear to the fading breath,
Retrospect within concealed enigmas...