The Unseen Path

"I walked, oblivious to the time, across corridors made of shadows, overlaid with whispers of forgotten echoes. The unseen path stretched infinitely, a canvas of darkness painted with none but the dimmest of stars."

Each step resonated through the silent void, a symphony of solitude marked by the cadence of my heart. ♥

The air thickened with the scent of decay, each breath a desperate gasp, each moment a flicker of light against the impending darkness. Yet, in this hollow maze, a sanctuary arose from the ashes of despair, a place where shadows lay still and time held no sway.

"Across the unseen path," I whispered to the void, "I shall find myself, or perhaps, lose what remains of me."