In the stillness of forgotten corridors, where echoes fail to linger, the energy silently courses, weaving tales of the unseen. These spectral currents known only to the shadows, flow through paths long abandoned, filled with the whispers of synthetic voices—a melody discordant yet hypnotizing, binding darkness and light in a grim dance.
Once, they bore the touch of vibrant life, now they sing a different tune—an elegy for the lost, a dirge for the hidden. Listen closely, for in their song lies the harmony of chaos, the unsettling serenade of the unknown, where futures unseen and pasts unremembered collide beneath the veil of time.
Whispered Tales | Song of the Solstice