Have you ever gazed into the void and felt like it was not you staring but, somehow, something was partaking in its own rite of knowing you? I have, once on a moonless night, under ink smeared skies. In the mirror's gaze, fathomless waters appeared to speak, sharing mellifluous secrets of its own history, of untouched solitudes.
Remember your sophomore year's cavern tour? The guide’s dimlight revealed a patch where ancient creatures whispered through ghostly line imprints, almost begged one to trace airy parts of their tale–faint memories floating breathless in plaster now. Strange core memories snagged those glacial caves.
There transcended an essence there long bound earth 'neath soles. Lingered echoes wherever timid breaths dared conversable impulses: just a waxen candle timid beneath one light, trickling indigo hours flickering potential ordainments unknown, anterior.
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