Shadows whisper secrets in the forgotten languages of the void,
Where footsteps tread upon shores gilded with starlight and despair.
An ancient melody plays—a dirge for worlds forsaken,
The fabric of night weaves around you, binding, suffocating.
Explore the corridors where gears of fate rust and decay.
Here, machines of oblivion grind the last grains of cosmic sand,
And in their eternal churn, find the remnants of dreams shattered,
The silent screams of galaxies drift into the singing void.