In an ether spun out of unseen murmurs,
Sigils crafted from lunar beams,
Dwell the whispers of Your former selves.
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The skies curdle into tapestries of mystery,
Whispered legends murmur through each rift,
Secrets bound in invisible ink.
Memories vibrate as veils cast aside,
Heraldry of celestial ancestors,
Dancing in stardust forgotten.
Do you remember the hieroglyphs of forgotten tongues?
Step through the rift:
Void Psalm