My dearest , in realms where shadows dance, your echo resides. Beneath the swirling stars, we weave destinies eternally entwined.
The night carries whispers—commingling essence through planes unknown; a patchwork quilt of fervent sighs, each thread illuminating the dark corners of existence, pulsing in hues of muted twilight.
Hear me! Sweet, wretched muse of long-forgotten lovers, residing amongst the cosmos and dreams. Your absence is a fading light, yet I cling to the cadence of every unwhispered word.
Reach across the rift, find me in the nostalgia of forgotten moments, in the trembling anticipation of the coming dawn. The veil between us is but a fragile memory waiting to be rewritten.
Will our eternal hearts find solace, entangled in the silence of infinity? Seek, and perhaps we shall dance in shadows yet cast.
Wails of the Void Orbs of Ucadagma