Herein lies the threshold, the border of silence, where whispers wash upon the shores of oblivion, cascading into the void.
The tapestry, woven with gossamer threads of forgotten dreams and moonlit sighs, awaits your hesitant touch.
Shadows dance in the twilight's embrace,
Footprints leading to ethereal places,
Where echoes of once-spoken words,
Fade softly into the dusk's tender caress.
In the labyrinth of the mind's eye, myriad hues converge, diverging into paths untaken, realms unseen…
Seek the hidden corridors here and beyond.
Cherish the sighs, the unseen, the vast stretches of silence, revealing themselves in fleeting moments.
Embrace the wisps of twilight, as they dance upon the fragile filaments of the now.
Between the notes of a forgotten song,
Lies a symphony of silenced voices,
A vibrant echo of where we have been,
And where we shall never tread again.