Beyond the echoes of molten bronze, whispers of uninhibited silence. Unwinding clock hands grace the loom.
Under the pallid gaze of scattered stars, twine ensnares forgotten addresses.
Here in ink are imprints of nonexistence, loops and crosses descry in the void:
"Passed dusk on yawning waves, neither here nor anyplace at all."
Fables contained, etched in shades of antiqued parchment: PBS opp" ~ obelisk {key=false}
Traverse Cloven Seals
Aegis of Burgeoning Ink
Vestiges of Imagined Misdirection