"Did you hear it echo?" Wandered a thought invincible, yet untold. Together, apart.
"Chronicles they spoke." She flicks through pages suspended in air, pondering what never was.
"Somewhere beyond the clock." A serene laughter, ancient dust motes gliding through timeless aperture.
Curious of what time saved whispered? Check the open doorways.
Seek what vanished; visit reflective shadows.