Echoes of Conveyance
In the throes of twilight, the dancers blare; feet raised above the floor of destiny’s waiting. Shadows flick intertwine.
The thread unspools, weaving tales beneath whispered oaks; carry echoes borne aloft by winds unbridled.
Awaken the hardy chrysalis, it waits in ritual cycle. Somber secrets roil within the heart's weary vows.
"Serpent eat its tail; initiate the cycle once known, as dawn creates an echo in the elevator of existence.”
When the moon exhales its soft breaths; the ethereal gait sways more than the night. Hear, the pulsing incessant current...
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