In the silence, they grow louder, murmured echoes that never dissipate.
A willow bends and straightens, secrets spilled into the twilight.
Let your essence fall, fragment by fragment, into the void.
In the silence, they grow louder, murmured echoes that never dissipate.
A willow bends and straightens, secrets spilled into the twilight.
Let your essence fall, fragment by fragment, into the void.