The light beckons, clandestine uncovered orbit, periphery visitor, belongs nowhere.
“Did you wait?” asked the luminous reflector, questioning the intense rest, pulsing away.
A most candid recollection of fleeting whispers, slipping within shadow’s perimeter.
Each scatter to the wind, held dearly, vanishes into obscurity's discerning warmth.
Enum device and undefined ritual summon this nightly energy ahead of its call to silence.