In the corridors of dreams, words linger like shadows cast by an absent sun. They curl and weave, slipping through cracks in the mind's eye, whispering tales that never found voice.
In "Chronicles of the Ether," the unseen murmurs were captured through a veil of silence only understood by the touch of a breeze in an empty hall.
The echoes in "Reflections of a Vanished Sea" told of tides that recede from memory, leaving only impressions on the shores of the unspoken.
Beyond the door of dreams, as noted in "Wings of the Night," lie realms untouched by verbal grasp, where the heart learns to sing without sound.
^1 "Chronicles of the Ether," Eldar Wryn, 1932
^2 "Reflections of a Vanished Sea," Mielis Verne, 1947
^3 "Wings of the Night," Talia Moren, 1969
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