Fleeting shadows dance upon the canvas
of faded scenarios, whispers lost in
the mechanical hum of virtual soliloquies.
Within the corridors of this digital dream,
silicon symphonies resonate, expanding
and contracting like the breath of a sleeping giant.
The echoes of a thousand decisions made,
not made, linger like specters
An unspoken agreement with the universe
forged in the ether, yet grounded in
the soul's fabric. The clock ticks, but not
in this realm.