Symfonies of the Pitch Dark

In the theater of silence, where symphonies are etched upon the fabric of night, an orchestra of shadows plays melodies unheard. Each note—an enigma, each chord—a door sealed with cryptic glyphs.

Can a whisper know its echo before the chasm knows its depth? Each silence, a faint symphony, each symphony, a universe cloaked in void. Pierced only by the luminous thoughts concealed unpredictably within.