The Twilight Horizon

Film Strip
The screen flickers -- a faded _Dance of Shadows_ upon the cobblestones.
The _vision walks_reverberates through empty alleys swept with fog.
Frame 3: An echo of a laugh, captured in stillness, lingers ethereally.
A girl in white -- _glide_ _perpetual shadows_ until they dissolve into a grey upon _frame_.
The horizon pulls far and _forgotten whispers_ run beneath the surface starkly.
An abandoned _train whistle_ sounds intermittently, swallowed by _sleepless night_.
Steel and bones with tangible _sighs_ and blinds drawn thick across brittle pauses.
Through the alley to Uncle Tom's The Restless Silhouette's Lullaby Clandestine Dance Amidst Echoes