The Afterlife Spectrum

In twilight intermissions, whispers traverse light's forgotten corridors. Shadows interlace in spectral symphonies. Here, the souls dissolve into infinity.

Through prism's breath, refracted echoes of yesteryears. Dreams linger on the cusp of colorless ethereality. They hum the tunes of silenced ripples.

Distant pasts unfold in luminous darkness, etched upon the canvas of eternity. A quantum leap into the known unknown, where time drifts into roundelays.