In the hallways of eternity, where echoes sleep, a tapestry of silence weaves its infinite threads. The stars whisper secrets lost to time, wrapped in the velvet of the cosmos' embrace.
The corridors of noise have vanished, leaving only the haunting melody of absence. In such a realm, even the thoughts of forgotten dreams linger like shadows on the moonlit dusk.
Within this maze of whispers, the heart finds solace in void's gentle caress. Here, words are but fleeting wraiths, scrawled delicately on the fabric of space itself.
Yet, amidst the silence, a labyrinth lies—an intricate design of paths untaken, where every turn offers the promise of presence amidst perpetual stillness.
Whispers of the void...