Echoes of whispers:
"In a labyrinth interlaced with velvet,
where the fabric of silence unravels and knits itself anew,
once were wellspring of memories
oscillating on the fringes of intention.
The unseen chimes of bygone eras, tinted by fragments of starfall,
carve destinies in the irises of those who dare behold...
Are you still listening?
Somewhere else, perhaps in the heart of an echo, in the fabric's fray:
Traverse carefully. future is gentle trauma.