The Gentle Murmur of an Unsung Break

In the twilight dance of fading breaths, where shadows cradle the vestiges of light,
whispers of forgotten songs weave through the mist, casting echoes upon the sea's gentle crest.

The horizon spills forth a tapestry of dreams, each thread a story untold,
a cacophony of unsung symphonies lingering in the heart's hidden alcove.

The breeze carries a whisper...

Wander the paths unseen, through corridors of time unmeasured,
where each step resonates with the cadence of celestial wanderers.

Redirect your thoughts or perhaps etch the void anew.

For beyond this scene lies the final wistful sigh,
the gentle breaking of dawn upon the eternal sea of silence.

Unsung Songs...