Lost Echoes

         ---- The Cartographer's Lament ----
        Lycophine Crest: Land of Twilight Dreams,
        where shadows dance atop ancient ruins. 

        The cartographer's ink dripped here 
        as time ran with blades through space.
        Echoes lost within the bounds of yesterday.

           // Undocumented yet whispered //
        The Mappiece:
        A graying parchment where ziggurats turn
        in undulating spirals of centuries passed.
        Sunken tales beneath silken sands.

        Glimmering Edge:— 
        home of the forgotten sun, 
        laughter caught in mirror’s breath.

        breath_marks.JPG ... [fadaset voices]
        journeys traced by absent fingers.

        ----

        Tunes conjured by nothing but shadows, craft a melody for a time unknown.
        Sung by the winds through spectral canyons lined with bluster, bleak.

        Index Fingermark:
        simplified spectralscape navigations,
        allure and mystery attract lost souls.


        Scoured depths, radiant silence.
        Ancient cracks know the opus of longing.

        - Remember this stroke: a comma 
          at the end where it shouldn't be; 
          yet where all must start anew.