In the half-lit world above that spans the wild thirst of dreams, sits a melody – a tune aghast, an echo of eternity. Shadows stretch long, reaching into the silence; their fingers brushing whispers of a time untold.
The clock strikes an unseen hour, where night takes on the hue of forgotten sighs. Stars wink knowingly, sharing secrets suspended in the vastness, whilst the earth breaths softly. Here, where every pause is punctuated by a silent hum, one might reflect upon the meeting of worlds – the tangible fading into a nebulous rest.
Chase the Unseen