Outside the attic of digital hums, quantum resonance echoes, fluctuating like the dream.

When moments dissolve: was it whimsy or wind?

fragmented brilliance;

Approach the threshold's symphony, guide for secrets unravelled:

wraithlike winds resound endless tapestries,

Here we wander—

beneath the seven moons; revolving streams—

The flickering flame whispers archaic tongues, emanating forgotten stars,

across the chasm where lost spirits dance...