When the velvet night descends, so too do the echoes of crystalline whispers. They ricochet off the marrow walls of the mind, entering the etheric void, where every thought is a shard — a crystal — a prism of dark wonders.
2. Reflections in a Distant Eye
Among the swirling mists of the surreal reflection, an eye opens. Yet it is not an eye. A lens, perhaps, or a portal, gazing deep into the heart of an enigma. Embedded within, a reflection of all known and unknown paradoxes.
3. The Crystal Truth
In the recesses of time's cruel labyrinth, lie truths unspoken. Shimmering coldly, reflected in avian eyes that possess neither beatitude nor mercy.
Echoes in the Void.
4. Fragments of Forgotten Light
Dwell not upon these fragments, yet here they are, scattered like stardust across a midnight sea. They sing a melancholic hymn, woven from the sinew and bone of ancient dreams.
Galaxies of Shade.