Tender Scream

When the stars align softly upon the horizon's grasp,
they whisper secrets only the moon dares to translate.

Voyage into the Silence.
Here, where the tender screams of twilight paint the sky,
illusions unravel like the mist upon the morning dew.

Do you hear the symphony of shadows?
A melody borne from the cracks of reality, echoing through
the labyrinth of forgotten dreams. Each note, a faint
whisper of what once was, of what might never be.

Journey deeper, where lullabies sing
to the stars and the foliage spins tales of ancient whispers.
Allow yourself to drift in the tender embrace of time's illusion.