The Ninth Moon whispered secrets in tongues not heard, omitting omens that drape the destiny fabrics:
investigate further.
When clocks dissolved, time danced: beneath the void, an unseen spiral unfolded
explore the spiral.
Harbingers of light departed yesterday, leaving shadows to ponder in realms enclosed by eternity's embrace
know their passage.
In murmurs of solstice, the echo of wings unknown flickered against the dim glow of fractured stars
dream the flight.
The weavers of forgotten lore gather by the silent rivers, their chants weaving the balance of reality
listen to their song.