Among static fractures,
whispers of eons cling,
translating silence into echoes,
a tapestry woven with shadows.
The vaults breathe forgotten,
secrets wrapped in veils of mist,
unmasking truths that slip through
the fingers of time.
Listen closely,
let static symphonies guide you,
to realms where vaults hold
the essence of what was, what is not.
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Whispers of Time |
Forgotten Lore