Reality, my friend, is but an enthusiastic dance away from its own imagination! The unseen walls around you pulse with said energies, shifting forms under spectral twilight.
Specters play hide and seek amongst nebulous dreams. Do you feel it? The electric whispers of alternate pathways weaving reality's fabric anew.
Reality bends its spirited frame, weaving through unseen currents. Each breath births another possible horizon. Yet, here, everything pulsates the known.