Directions to Oblivion:
When the clock strikes liminal, shadow step thrice along the neon fireflies.
Seek the garden of whispering sails past the horizon where colors escreve poetry.
Turn invisible at the crossroad flipped sideways, yet follow the echoing silence.
Forget not to glimpse through the looking glass, beneath the crescent crash.
Map of Nowhere:
Navigate the timeless yet become absurd within the golden plate of wistful maps.
Rotate the seventh effigy counterclockwise amidst a sea of beady smiles.
Once there, search sunlit sounds but hear omitted light; updates queue thrice removed then halved doubly.