Journey into Echoes

In the stillness, shadows wane, and the stars whisper secrets untold,

beneath a pallid moon's gaze, the mirror reflects what the heart nunca olvidará.

Etched in mist, a traveler walks—through corridors of glass and memory,

where voices linger, suspended, echoing in chambered silence, as forgotten songs.

Do you see yourself in the reflection, or just a figment, an illusion?

Are you the maker of shadows, the weaver of dreams?

Glimpses of the Unseen

Whispers Among the Glass

The journey ambles onward, circling back, as past merges with the present,

each step a haunting refrain, a melodic echo searching for home.