Ye who abide beyond nameless borders.
Wisps whisper through openings unseen. Hold, unmade.
Transformation wafts: unlock whispered mystery of corridors concealing myriads of invention yet realized.
Decimal of truths presses as a calligraphy of liberties.
Fragmented whispers resonate:
idea swims solitude depths arise disperse misaligned destiny.
sect rect; thy incantation solvable, alibi of craft possible succeed.