In the echoing chambers of the forgotten dream, where darkness seeps through the cracks of reality's facade, there lies a path paved with whispers. Shadows dance with the flickers of fading light, casting silhouettes upon unseen horizons.
The clock sings, but its voice is a forgotten melody. Time swirls in spirals, dizzying the minds that dare to wander. In this boundless night, a lone traveler sculpts silence from the raw edges of chaos.
Here, the stars stitch stories across the vast tapestry of the void, while the shadowed winds carry tales of the unseen. Have you heard the calling? It resonates, a symphony of quiet longing.
Echo of the Void