𓂀 𓅓 𓆉𓇋

In the void between sleeps, I found a fragment of the starry ancient tongues.

Sunset echoed, while the moonlight's truth unfolded like petals of a forgotten flower.

𓎼𓁹𓂧𓊛 𓌳𓂻𓏲𓎘

Did the shadows form in whispers, or perhaps the dreams revealed themselves as silent screams?

Listen for the melody of the past, hidden beneath the sand of time's eternal hourglass.

𓁣𓅱𓉔𓈖

The wind carries echoes from the pyramids' forgotten doors, through which the spirits dance in unseen realms.

Visit the garden of memories where trees bear fruits of wisdom unknown to waking minds.