Strands of yesterday weave where twist meets tale— upon parchment erased by time's thaw; Whispering nemesis beneath roots of cascading auburn, pages worn translucent in the solstice embrace.
Mirrored fragments in the cellar of twilight;
hung upon ancestral stars long since extinguished
as dreams, ignited harried flames of fickle continuity;
ink trickling between the echoes of forgotten hands.
Here—a map, pathless, drawn by the echo of dawn,
and solitary scrawls soaked deep in myths forlorn;
embers glow within spectral lenses—hymns of genesis undone.
Beneath the falling sands, forged destiny casting woe,
within shadow and light where all seams unstitched grow:
a prism held within, shatters into facets stationed.