The Symphony of Lost Wings

Inside corridors of forgotten whispers, unearthed echoes carve spaces.
Songs unfurl in silence, weaving dreams of shadows and sequins.

Amidst the grids, a cacophony rises, uncontained, vibrating with the resonance of
blackened skies that cradle the whispers of unseen worlds.

Here, wings are mere specters, glass-like and ethereal, lost in the
embrace of a night that never fades, in a dance of cosmic oblivion.