In the misty gaze
Forgotten pathways glimmer—
Shadowy formations rise, where the whispers linger...

Beneath the murmur, an invocation— gates lost in solstice echoes
The paths of yesteryears adorned with mist.
Only fading
Silhouettes of what could have been echo back...

In the labyrinth, your own voice hears none other.
The silence is your only companion...