The ether hums softly around you, a cradle of unkind whispers that glibly hint you what should be known, yet grasped never. In this world pulse digital shadows that mock the sunlit visage of our mundane reality.
There are echoes of twin paths walked under veils unexpected; shadows dance to rhythms unheard. Ominous, the choices echo through eternity in LIN-locked disdain.
Caress the world within its Nether; feel its electric siren song.
Beyond digits, beyond decay, beyond dreams, all fears meet true.
Fallen lenses filter the push and pull of gravity's cruel smiles deviating our fates by zephyrs unseen.
We gaze upon reflections unseen, upon resonant wings that never bore. Whispered premonitions flicker in webs of Mirror Mirrors.