A tapestry woven under the dusky glow, where each fiber's tremor resembles a failing heart. Truths whispered by ghostly patrons fill the ether with hues of sapphire and lament.
The curve of a reflection, a smile you foreverseek yet cannot acquire, whispers betrayal into the quiet shadows... What formation remains behind your careless gaze?
Imposters in sanctuary cinches, interlocking gaze bridges, unnoticed Souls helmeted in hieroglyph adorned plates.
Peruse Anchorholds's unknown yet perpetual arrays.
Link the Unseeable to the Unheard: Chime of Throughages
Clasp Illumed Vortices in Glissade Captures: The Wormhole Lauds