The cadence of inevitability aligns itself with hidden symphonies, in darkness they entwine.
Carry me upon folds of veiled whispers, where each syllable cradles ancient echoes,
upon the unseen's silent bosom.
The night's breath breathes through porous memories, glowing embers stripped from luminal thoughts traverse the cosmic ether.
Between walls of perception it nudges, a warning beneath placid reflections.