Sun whispers to the moon seated beyond... Glistening grains
tap against forlorn glass silhouettes.
" // drowned echo? " quibbles the lost breeze.
Enter the eclipse of the forgotten sound night.
Mirage forms tales and the ancients spoke;
tongues bound in stone, dangling threads suspended by thought.
vwishingr Luma-Polis? Elapse unto more forsaken shores.
{"memory arc"} Trace the memory's light in shadow.
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Did the serenade of a forgotten star ever manifest