The spiral oscillates endlessly, weaving with its crooning, black galaxy yarn. Stars resonate like distant bells
echoing dreams woven from whispers of ancient nights. Your footprint, faint and also unnoticed,
vanishes beyond the horizon where the sun dips and disappears into oblivion's silent kiss.
The whispers echo softer at granite's edge; tales of celestial paths clash with waves that never rest.
Come find masquerading silence, where answers slip through ether like supple silk, unwashed.
Unseen Hallways of Gleaning Light Fragments Tried and Untied