At the edge where twilight meets eternal dusk,
silhouettes dance to the rhythm of unseen winds.
Their forms whisper secrets only shadows can tell,
mysteries bound in the tapestry of nightfall.
Whispers of the Silhouettes
In realms woven from threads of forgotten dreams,
the light that cannot be seen casts its truth.
Step lightly, for every echo leaves a trace,
a canvas painted with the vanishing glow.
Glimmers in the Void
Beyond the horizon where the line fades away,
lies a path marked by the unseen traveler.
Embrace the shadows that shape the light,
for every shadow tells a story untold.
The Unseen Journey