In the heart of a forgotten echo, where the silence trembles beneath a symphony of unsung notes, the cracks whisper tales of the cosmos.
Across the cavernous whispers, through the filaments of time, songs unsung linger, a chaotic harmony: “Through the fissures, a soul dances... but who sings?”
Each shiver in the stone hums with uncharted melodies, a cacophony caught in a heartbeat.
“The walls yearn for stories, the cracks sigh with secrets... let them glow.”