Underneath the pale eyes of the moon, a whisper echoes through the shadows. Footsteps, uninvited, intrude upon this alien shoreline, where seas of silence and sands of forgotten dreams converge. The stars, distant and apathetic, watch with indifferent glimmers.
Unravel a Ghostly Waltz Echoes of Forgotten ShadowsA lone figure, draped in the cloak of night, treads carefully. Each step sends ripples across the crust of the lunar soil. They pause, listening for replies in a land bereft of life, yet full of unseen watchers. The wind carries a song, a lament, perhaps a dirge, sung by voices that have never known the light of day.