In the fractures of this sepulchral glass cathedral, words oft slip between the seams of scattered memories; divine echoes of the heart eclipsed by the glimmering veil of an unfamiliar persistence. It's in these arcs of luminous revelation that the soul finds itself reborn, not to the canorous whispers of yesteryear, but to the unscripted dance of a forgotten dream.
Beneath the multiple horizons of this cosmic theatre, where love and time entwine in a symphony all their own, we find an orbit poised upon the dusky veil of an ether-chased longing. Together, we tread the fine triangle of each reflection that captures not our images, but an astuary freedom that sends shivers through the waves of this mirage-laden expanse.
A Song For Tomorrow Unspoken Echoes Cadence of Cipher