Voiceless Oaths

In the silence between words lies eternity, suspended.
Promises flicker like starlight, unseen, yet ever present.

Do you remember the touching of minds, void of sound,
where oaths are whispered in the language of shadows?

Consider this path, untraveled yet known:
a mark in the sand, destined to be erased by the tide.

Lost in the fleeting echo of the void, one finds truth,
silver threads woven through the fabric of night.