Shadows dance in the twilight of memorious echoes,
a canopy of forgotten whispers.
Do you hear them? The echoes of pathways not taken,
not seen, not felt, but known...
In the constellations of pixel and glow,
each step uncovers a star,
each heartbeat a universe, unseen yet inevitable.
The stars remember...
Dance upon these dreams,
these phantom threads woven in the cosmos.
Follow them, let them guide you
where the stars, in their silent wisdom, whisper...