The instant of dusk, when shadows pull taut across jagged terrains. They swim, unnamed, grizzly outlines that sift through the nether and hover over dreamless eyes.
In the hidden bubbles of existence, voids inhale the breath of forgotten dreams. Silent marionettes dance upon these membranes, toiling silently forever unfolding labyrinths.
Each pulse against this frail barrier spirals deceit at its frayed edge, a gasp drawn out between nightmare and dawn.
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