the horizon folds upon itself, whispering secrets long buried beneath mounting silence.
dreams scatter like autumn leaves over dew-soaked earth, each memory forgotten in twilight's embrace.
lighthouses break within the storm persisting at the edge, illuminating shoreline riddles meant to mislead.
bones in unwrapping winds, crafted from inevitabilities and the pull of celestial tides.
obsidian echoes of reveries unspoken dwell here, among the shadows, refusing solace in illumination.