Enchanted Paths

Whispers of forgotten echoes (repeat) trail beyond murky veils; worn signs under decaying leaves, voices caught in loop, endless and proud. It's a secret melody ringing ever so soft, never letting you reach its end, unraveling dreamscapes continually stitched into twilight parchment.

Redolent corridors of your wake, imprints traced in moon-beauty; somewhere amidst, the winds recall lives that never knew your name, yet left their candor on the bark-lined parchment.

Vows made in voices phantom, stumbling past rowan gates fixated in half-shadowed lore. A skirt of mist clings, embraces a warmth ephemeral, home to trails untread and seekers unwrit.

whispered secrets broken ground angelic hues