In the realm where silence breathes, the echoes dance upon the edge of dreams.
They sing, soft and haunting, weaving through the tapestry of the unknown dimension.
Each whisper a story, each murmur a memory, wrapped in the static lull of stars.

Beyond the shadows, the lullabies float, cradling the essence of forgotten realms.
A symphony of solitude, gentle yet profound, calls from the abyss.
Listen closely, for the echoes are the voice of the ethereal night.