Beneath the cathedral of forgotten whispers, where shadows and light to tango hear the woven songs of bygone sages, skewed and put asunder in encrypted syllables. A mansion of hidden corridors. Each room holds breakpoints > Images dissolve as dreams never /// unfolded under secrecy.
They gathered the void-echoed singers, masked & unsung heroes merged with cryptic fungus. Dealt were cards of ruin—their refrain crescendoed, slumber where its epilog dared not go. Immutable choruses encrypted spaces, / **X marks now ## oblivion.
Stare into this gibbous twilight embrace, // wonder what tales linger eternally
unwritten ~~ shadows pivot their crypt ~~ Caress now phantom pastoral; ephemeral serenade
lingers where choruses linger, hijacked by lullabies
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