Beneath the starlit veil, where echoes form the spine of night's gentle embrace, whispers of shadows untold weave a tapestry of forgotten lore.
The wind carries tales from the distant past,
Enigmatic verses forgotten,
Stitched into the fabric of dusk.
"In the void's calm, dreams unravel into daylight,
Where silence breathes harmony,
Yet dissonant, it sings."
A melody of unuttered voices, humming in the periphery of vision,
A ballet of shadows in the realm of the unseen.