Between the whispers, they rest. Gazing into a void, nameless shadows anchor on forgotten tomorrows¹.

A single grain shifts the universe, yet delicate hands remain idle². In warmth, the echo trembles; in silence, it screams.

Time, a mere brushstroke, forgets its canvas. Through cracked light, a memory flickers³.

¹ An Invisible Thread, Chapter 7, Publish by Obscura, Year Unwritten.
² The Stillness Chronicles, Volume 3, Leaf through the Endless.
³ Liminal Gaze, Fragment 14—never sought, never found.

The reflection quietly weaves through its maze, finding solace in the absence of yesterday⁴.

Once, a melody gripped the stars, now only dust remembers⁵.

⁴ Murmur of the Past, Echo 22.
⁵ Celestial Requiem, The Forgotten Symphony.

Stones weep for worlds unseen, the earth sighs scarcely.

In shadow's grasp, the unseen paths linger, whispering softly, painfully⁶.

⁶ Silence in the Ether, Glyph of the Shadow.