the truthwhisperer

"In the silent throes of twilight, where ephemeral shadows writhe, lies the scent of yesteryear's secrets—boundless and intangible."

"Glimmers of lost suns cascade upon the ripples of our forgotten ilk, weaving tapestries of once-unspoken words veiled in mist."

"Where whispered truths find solace in the embrace of morose silence, a tapestry of sighs lay scattered beyond reach."