Infinite Replay

Beyond the azure tapestry, where echoes linger unfathomed, lies a realm of choirless whispers; a symphony unfolds. Within each note, a semblance of eternity reborn, reverberates through the corridors blithe and unending.

Seek the wraith of harpstrings, touch its translucence, the vernal embrace tells tales the moon has forsaken. Poetry escapes through leaves trailing silver, truth suffuses atmosphere thin and mutable.

Perchance, a phantasmagoria of autumn agendas recounts its forgotten sonatas—episode eternal on the lagging reel. Contrary winds proffer odes jagged atop their crystalline, suave hide; destiny whispers its riddled onomatopoeia.