Voices tangled like twine woven in translucent threads.
The shadows speak with the hushed whispers of the faceless.
Eyes that see beyond, carried by invisible winds— a paper trail lost in the folds of autumn's breath.
Mirrors beneath Silence

Silhouettes drift: thin echoes on walls of whispered translucence;
the undefined outlines dancing across curtains wear tales unknown.
Tears in the world's canvas sewn with darkness's light. Collect the drops descending: black rain upon a parchment sky.
Shadows Witness Themselves