In the dark void lies a universal truth: the silent cacophony. Where sound dissolves into the blackened ether, whispers of untold anxieties linger.
The human psyche constructs barriers against these resonating phantoms, attempting to seal away the preternatural echo.
What if the darkness was not an absence, but a presence, deep and pervasive, carrying within it a chorus of subdued laments?
The Abyss Awaits Echoes of Fear Silence Speaks