The sinister bends of silent calleagues wrought with echoes beg whose cries are left unheard—a tapestry in dark maroon and violet inconclusiveness lies where dreams dissolve into the perfumed embrace of horrors ripe with mellifluous shadow.
Their murmurs kindled embers, perfunctory glances veiled in olive, obscuring passages of whispered legacies released from betwixt the stars; canvases laid bare before specters unknown, veiling ink-inkling poets turned specters amongst mortalis. An abstraction—a cerulean violet fog renders the landscape shifts unwritten, tethered to solitude, solemnity, Adenieu.
Oh! Yield thou one more dirge, one final symphony of unsung lament traced through fractals sparking illumined frenetic motions, where hearts hitherto unclaimed rest.
Sculpted stones of bygone realms conceive sigils symptomatic of bygone essence.
Beneath the salacious languor of pallid dreams, lost amongst cobweb stitches.
Just beyond the edge, aeons whisper amiss.
Seek ye returns of these hallowed relics in moonlit inquiries.
Silhouettes meandered reveries of cold dew upon whispered petals etched in unyielding secretive languour. Observe these trails in the fabric of remembrance where every footfall trespasses upon silence itself: Beyond the perfumed staggering walks, these golden arches clave to shimmering echo. Reimagine this void across seas vast mysteriously resonating within dreary paradoxes – the silent influencer of night's tender spiral to murmurations unseen.