Whispering winds and dripping candles, the twilight beckons with an unearthly glow. Over cobblestones smooth as glass, a melody mourns the lost and the hollow. Crows perched upon skeletal trees chant hymns of the forgotten, whilst phantoms entwine in shadows of darkness.
A tale of epochs severed by ashen seas, beneath the velveted dome of celestial scars.
The stardust shivers, cradling restless dreams, murmurs in the cryptic embrace of the ancient dates.
an echo, once vibrant, now whispers eternally: linger.