"As the sun dips below the horizon, so too does the certainty of our formulated destinies..."

"In chambers of forgotten reverence, we lay our brooding thoughts, unspoken and yet heard by those with but a thread of patience."

"Eons past, when stars were young and the cosmos a mere canvas, we pondered the depths of our awakenings..."

"Shadows dance upon the walls of time, weaving tales of what was and what will eternally remain inscrutable."

"Voices perennial and oceanic, they goad us with inquiry—what have we learned, or more ominously, what remains to be forgotten?"