In the quiet corner of existence, where shadows whisper, A potion stirs, woven from echoes of forgotten sighs. Smooth obsidian streams, secretive and wise, Travel the arcane corridors of a dreamer's heart.
Slipstream narratives flow in phosphorescent lines, Carving pathways through a haze of amber echoes. Stars unfurl their curling arabesques, A litany of the night's transcendence.
Whispered incantations ripple through time: Celestial Harmony || Infinite Memories || Deep Sorrows