...and in the void, the stars do murmur tales long consigned to forgetfulness.
The pale glow trailed across silhouettes of forsaken secrets, congealing whispers of silent desires... Echoes fell in reverberations, calling the unconcluded dreams back to drift within shadows of looming alphabets, set adrift in the void to dance silently into eternities long unspoken.
The zephyr plays its mournful tune across rusting iron spires, among hills burdened with twilight secrets. Its somber notes... Cries seep past barren wood, ever seeking the fate of fretted hearts forever grappling within walls unseen.
Some voices do not waiver in the hollow night. An eldritch glow emerges from unmet paths where realms of grievances mist subtly upon wayward travelers... A guide—an end—follow you to another dream.
...the night remains yet not forgot, beneath the velvet drapery of eternal embrace...