The night embraces its own shadow, but within its depths, whispers of forgotten lullabies sing their solemn tune. The echoes of ancient bells toll softly, weaving tales of lost nights and lamenting souls.
In this realm, where silent cries cross the boundaries of time, the air is thick with memories longing to be forgotten. A melody of sadness, steeped in nostalgia, drifts like fog through the labyrinth of the heart.