Unmarked Paths

In the stillness, a whisper. An echo in the amber dusk.

The road less walked hums softly, its song a gentle shiver along the spine.

Flickering shadows dance, tracing lines only visible to the heart's eye.

Beneath the veil, secrets of the forgotten lie waiting, their breath a cool caress.

Moonlight spills over the untraveled route, illuminating footsteps unseen before.

Soft lullabies of the stars, singing to those who dare to wander.

A heartbeat away, the route calls, a path woven with twilight's thread.