In the muted silence of eternity’s realm, whispers of the unwritten danced across spectral winds.

Pages turned by the fingers of unseen caretakers, and a story, paused between worlds, yearned for expression.

Shadows of characters long forgotten beckoned from the mist, their voices silent yet thundering within the chambers of the mind.

A word hung in the balance, frozen in the amalgamation of dreams and reality: Chapter Zero.

Memory, an echo of specters, a surging tidal wave of unwritten chapters splashing against consciousness. Voiceless Echoes.