In the gentle embrace of night, a tapestry of silence sways. Each strand resonates softly, a whisper woven into the fabric of being.
Do you hear the absence? It is louder than the cry of a phantom moon, each glow a memory of unasked questions.
Step lightly through this dwell of dreams unspoken. Let the shadows know your tread, for they remember those who lingered before, and those yet to come.
Beyond the Veil