The Whispering Shadows

Have you heard, in the folds of silence?
A traveler speaks of forgotten paths...
"The way to Yestermorrow is littered with echoes," he says.

"Not a soul remembers the time when stars fell like embers,
whispered a voice, neither here nor there, still echoing in the dusk."

Consteria: "Do shadows ever cease whispering?"
Kestrel: "Only when the sun forgets it is a sun..."

"Did you ever walk through those misted woods, where the trees converse in ancient tongues?"

Paths Untaken

Shadows dance upon the walls of memory; once, they were alive, breathing stories untold — tales left unwritten in the silence of ancient tomes.