The echoing mists weaved through the alley of perpetual uncertainty, whispered tales of the forgotten and the mesmeric silence of lost voyages. Shadows dance silently, a ballet unwitnessed, unless the eyes align with the void.
"The clouds weep stories, untold, beneath the rivers of liquid night..."
"Time fractures, and I count the shards of light as they bleed stars in silence..."
"Eternity is a clockless realm where dreams revolve and nightmares dissolve..."