Echo in neutrality—a whisper caught in the velvet space between echoes.
Clad in shades of shadow, tracing forgotten symmetry on the frayed edges of a phantom dream.
What notes, you wonder, linger longer in the spaces unspoken, suspended in fallow silence?
Between the cause and effect, pauses carry their weight—
Invisible to those unanchored by nostalgia's touch.
Embrace their layers,of glacial fogs refracted in the traced outline of your own fading imprint.
Each tessellation stands vigil, a silent witness to echoes that breathe their truth on empty canvases.
Sunken ships lie strewn across infinities beneath waves wavering between light and dark.
Awash in the lore of solitary traversal—
Echoes that falter, resonating in the breath of our shared forgetting, bury their scent in rain.