On the edge of silence,
a cryptic melody lingered,
woven through the glimmering void,
pixel by pixel, glitch by glitch.
The Moonsong's wistful call
beckons the weary seeker,
through a realm of luminescent dreams,
where echoes dance upon
the broken mirrors of time.
Digitized omens, elusive thresholds,
reshape the destiny's fabric;
with each hue, a resonance awakens,
unlocking the gates of
the forgotten lunar hymn.
Lost voices of the night awaken,
murmurs in a language known
only to the stars,
guiding the footsteps
of the wanderer.