Seek the ashes that the moon embraced where dreams echo soft lullabies, entwining twilight's breath. It is beneath the wailing stars, amongst those heavy drapes of night, where tales of lingering shadows softly syringe their desire. Is it longing for the fire? Or is the fire dancing towards longing? Blurred desires provoked by starlit mirages beckon the forgotten prayers penned in cascading bitters of light.
Remember the specters of forgotten harmony, lounging beneath the canopy painted with a veneer of dusk. That moth drifts near the heart of absent passion, threading upon the edge of your whispered name. Follow now the mirrored path where hearts twain and linger on sorrow's serenade, feeling gently upon your soul the throb of spectral cadence - the syncopation of loves lost kiss thrown ahead by scattered hours.
Sway with the Symphonic Stars Embrace of the Aether's Breeze