The whispers of forgotten dreams dance like autumn leaves in the wind, fleeting and intangible, woven into the fabric of night. Shadows form narratives of lost loves and unspoken words, tangled threads binding souls across the ether...
Time slows, bends, and fractures under the weight of memories yet to be made. Can you hear the echoes? They resonate from the corners of your mind, reverberating through the shadowed corridors of your waking dreams.
Murmurs of the Twilight Luminous Whispers Phantasm's Dance