In the labyrinth of whispers
where silence breathes stones —
Shadows of the lost constellation
dance fervently amidst shards of porcelain.
The murmuring winds of timeless sands
caress ephemeral secrets yet undisclosed.
Threads of lunar illuminations weave
an alchemy of forgotten echoes.
Stirring beneath the watchful azure gaze,
their whispers become the lifeblood of shadows
emanating augury.
Follow the trail of the unseen claw,
traversing the gallery of rippling persistence.
An odyssey engraved in the sinews of an errant
choreography.
Decipher the enigma: Will it ever end?