Upon the ether's brink, whispers dress themselves in the garb of recollection. Resplendent is the shadow's cradle, where tones, soft and sonorous, murmur in a tenderly wrenched abandonment. Slumber's remnants cascade, like autumn's gentle leaffall, swirling in the eddies of an industrial reverie.
Contact the veils that oscillate between dreams and daylight — walk the misty pathways wherein lie the relics teasing both sense and sensibility, arching like moonlight over a curiously forgotten glade.
Dive amongst the stars as they namelessly escape, seeking companionship in marooned histories cast aside by time's deceiving sway. Cast a lingering glance where opalescent glimmers play with the murky tapestry of the known.