In the realm where shadows dance to the unmeasured cadence of starlit sighs,
we embark upon the wistful journey. The pathways emanate memories engraved
into the fabric of the nocturnal embrace, threading a tapestry of penumbral
hues that weave through the soul's canvas.
The leap of shadowy silhouettes whisper tales forgotten by the ceaseless
churns of time. Follow, if you dare, the spectral reflections—echoes
resplendent in the glimmer of clandestine moonbeams that lace the ether with
their silver-clad tenderness.
Each echo, a sonnet; every shadow, a doorkeeper to realms unseen. Between the flickering whispers of forgotten dreams lies the perennial garden of shadowed reminiscences, blossoming with the light of forlorn auroras.
Delicate Fragments