In the folds of forgotten whispers, a dream begins
weaving its translucent veil across the expanse of consciousness.
Beyond the horizon of what could be, lies the
essence of potential, shimmering in ethereal form.
Each step taken on this mirage draws the
soul closer to the infinite tapestry it weaves.
Do you see it? The reflection of your innermost dreams,
swallowed by the canvas of a waking world?