She walked amidst the whispers of twilight.
The pathways sparkled underfoot, a phosphorescent glow guiding her steps.
Once, a traveler spoke of lost cities
Beneath the seas, their crowns of coral and flame.
The air hums with stories untold; hints of laughter
Dance around corners that feel all too familiar.
In the distance, a door stands ajar, buoyed by the glow
An invitation from nowhere, or perhaps everywhere.
She pauses, breath caught between worlds,
As the luminescent paths weave around her, whispering secrets.