Inscription of Infinite

In the grand tapestry woven with threads of absurdity, begin the quest.
Each stitch a whisper, an echo of asymmetry waiting in the dark corners.

Is infinity a loop, a circle unbroken,
or merely the absence of direction,
a line without destination?

Decode the riddle of shadows:
Cipherless inscriptions fade silently,
while the cypher sleeps beneath a melancholic moon.

Each fragment a mirror, reflecting the unrevealed truth that vibrates through silence –

Pause, breathe; the elegance of void dances in stillness, its anthem a lullaby of enigmas.

Forgotten Echoes Labyrinth of Dreams Whispering Glades

In this cosmic puzzle, where do you fit
among the pieces eternal?