𓂀 𓈖 𓆣 𓃺
𓉔 𓆙 𓃓 𓈗
𓅓 𓏻 𓁹 𓃜
𓃰 𓍯 𓉐 𓁴
In the echo of whispers, a tongue untold.
The glyphs speak, but none understand.
From the silence, a voice calls.
𓉔 𓈖 𓅓 𓂀 𓁹 𓈗 𓃜 𓃺