In the belly of the earth, where echoes weave eternity,
shadows lick the cold rock, and time is but a distant echo,
murmuration of secret moments rehearsed in silence.
Sing with the shadows
Beneath the weight of starlit branch and whispered brook,
the cave breathes soft stories into an inked abyss.
There lies the map of a heart unfurling in pulse and stone.
Revel in beginners' rapture
Like whispers inked by careless pens upon fragile parchment,
the caverns cradle dreams birthed of murky twilight and
the Emperor's dismantled crown, guarding but beseeching.
Seek the jewel's lament
Reverberations linger long after the voice relinquishes breath;
here, echoes grow heavy as faith settles, yielding to dust,
unanswered vows stretching shadows o'er boundless voids.
Find solace in the infinite