In the vastness of barren desolation
Where time and memory intertwine,
I wander between shadows and shades
Seeking whispers of forgotten tales.
The horizon stretches, unreachable —
A line drawn against the eternal dusk,
Pulsing gently with a life of its own,
A heartbeat in the stillness.
Echoes of a world echo in hollow chambers,
Reverberating through corridors unseen,
Secrets carried by the zephyr of twilight,
To destinations beyond comprehension.