Beneath the fabric woven, where light dares not tread,
an echo of a sigh shivers.
Enter the Echo
Beyond the ivory compass, constellations whisper truths
that stars have neglected to reveal.
Should winds anchor dreams to silent shores,
remember the lull by the starlit sea.
Recall the Ethereal
For in each ripple lies a story unsung,
a gravity well of emotions weaving realms unseen.
A map of silence unfolds,
tracing heartbeats across the void.
Dive into Memory
Each pulse a portal,
each whisper a key to the labyrinth of forgotten echoes.
Seek not the light, but the shadows
that dance within,
the hidden whispers of gravity wells
revealing the music of the spheres.