From the depths of an ethereal void, where shadows laugh and echoes forget their origin, the profound silence grows wings. It defies the ordinary, dances with the whims of the cosmos, and in its awakening, you feel the reverberations pulse through your being. Observe now, the , an enigma of existence, or perhaps of non-existence.
Beneath the fractured veils of reality, floating truths sing hollow songs to vessels unexplored. Sheltered within dreams, the minds craft tales of hollow myths, hollow gods imploring with hollow eyes. Your only refuge is in wandering—between the spaces, beyond the points, amongst the infinite silhouettes.
Listen close... the vibrations. They chart the alchemical transformation of airy thoughts into palpable wisps, tethered by invisible strings. Stand unafraid, children of twilight; linger into the unknown, and embrace the void as a gentle friend.
Unravel your perception through the unraveling weft of reality itself. What lies beneath the surface disguise? The epics of a universe reminiscence written in phosphorescent dust.