In the cavernous expanse of intptr echoed dreams,
shadows flirt with the flickers of forgotten silences.
Have you ever seen a tapestry whispering in the night?
Its patterns pulse, woven from endless shadows of light.
*The door creaks like a memory not yet born.*
*Fragments of soot slept together with echoes.*
*In twilight's embrace, where none tread, we scream silently.*
Dare you traverse the threads? woven
unseen to the naked, those who dare see
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