Navigating the echoes of forgotten melodies,
where bygone artifacts flourish in fluorescent meadows.
The compass spins in eventuality's embrace,
guided by the whispering lighthouses of Solitude Bay.
Within the hourglass, swirling sands of moments unseen,
mapping shadows on the canvas of the sky.
Oblivion sways gently, inviting you
to dance beneath the translucent moon hammocks.