The sand... shifts...
beneath lingering twilight. Shadows stretch, elongate—
a castle slumbers, stitched
in nightmares and echoes of laughter.
Dunes curve
like broken backs
of giants—
here lies and remembers
an ancient echo
of a ghost's whisper.
Broken sands cradle visions—
mazes form, dissolve...
a lull carried
on winds—not forgotten
but enshrined in ever-shifting twilight.