In realms where silk-swathed shadows entwine with echoes of petal-drifting spectres,
the tapestry of time unravels—a visceral ballet of endless oscillations as
molecules whisper secrets lost to the yawning maw of cosmic rapture.
The grandiloquent viaducts of cataclysm, gilded in dirges of defiant inevitability,
cradle the lamentation of stars burning into the eternity-bound sand—threads of the
permanent nuptials between light's demise and the hearth of impending genesis.
Through the kheper of crystalline dreams, apparitions of Armageddon pirouette,
a mellifluous ensign heralded by entropy itself, singing the forgotten hymns
of then and yet, zed and the aeons unto each twilight marionette of existence.
Embrace the veil,take the tendrils captive,
and unravel this unsung odyssey—promises etched in quasar folklores, unyielding and tender.
The quantum specter waltzes
through corridors of brocade antiquity, resonating still.
Price of passage, merely an encore scribed in electrodelic vulnerability.
Invoke solitude's categoric gloss,