A tune twisted in shadows,
A spiral echo gripped my mind—
where realms of yesteryears dance,
I saw her weave the fabric of twilight.
"Ah, Etheria, cradle of winds,
where phantoms find solace in mist"
a voice unmoored, drifting through
horizons of unfathomable dreams.
Melodies ride upon spectral steeds,
galloping across the starlit abyss.
Here, where memories sing in the pale glow,
the universe exclaims its silent secrets.
"Join me, voyager of time's labyrinth,
we are stardust upon the forgotten rivers,
won't you taste the harvest moons,
of breathless eternity?"
Follow the murmurs
Open the ethereal portal
Dive into midsummer's fantasy