Quantum Oscillation
Did you hear it? The murmur beneath the waves, an echo from the abyss.
“It comes and goes, always just out of reach...”
Sitting on the edge of a forgotten realm, shadows speak in riddles. There, in the twilight, a voice murmurs:
"The clockwork hearts do not sleep, do they? In the corridors of the night, they tick at their own peril."
Beyond the veil, a figure emerges, wrapped in the whispers of oscillation. "You seek answers..." they say, "...but the questions are your prison."