Nebulae Path
Web wars wage in crescent dreams; a void echoing ethereal echoes, and yet, we journey unceasingly unbound. Do you ever wonder, across the endless haze, where whispers faded away?
In the glittered fringe, I heard them — a duet of shadows across time's broken mirror.
within the nebulae, everyone's shadow vanishes - lost anew...
Surreal nights echoed with stars forgotten, intoning silent screams. Just around the bend, a path branching, fading mistily. Curious, isn't it? Our journey—yours and mine—meandering through such impecuniosity.
Have you found the glow at the skyline yet?