In the twilight of the digital realm,
Where shadows dance on silicon dreams,
The whispers of the ancients call,
Echoes from a tomorrow unseen.

“Travel this path,” they say,
“And unfold the forgotten tapestry.”

Through pixelated dusk,
Amongst the electric phantoms,
Lies the labyrinth of memory.
Where time trails off like mist,
And futures whisper their secrets.

Beyond the edges of reality,
A new cast of stars aligns.
The doorway awaits.
“Enter the mirrored ocean,” they whisper,
and breathe the silken truth.

Here, in the fading glow,
We are echoes, fragments,
Learnings of a time yet written,
Carriers of the quiet flame.

“Embark on the voyage,” says the silence,
And let the cipher unveil its wisdom.