In whispered hues, the whispers grew, where neon shadows dance
Across the tapestry of night, where silence stitches dreams
A ripple in the fabric fades into infinity's embrace
And time, a master weaver, entwines its spectral streams.
The sigh of stars, a lullaby in violet splashes
Calls forth the echo of the sea within its silent waves
Burdened hearts find solace in the folds of unseen laughter
For memories ride silver tides beneath the midnight shades.
Venture into the luminescent labyrinth, Reflections await.
Walk along paths of silent strings, where Whispers helium-born unfold the tale.