Like silent whispers threading through the veil, these ethereal harmonics weave yeast-light upon archangels’ dances to the moon's grain.
Through the conduit of crystal shrouds, the sonic waves reveal histories writ in starlight; ancient rites unlocking celestial fervor.
Meridien Choir: "In menageries of tenebrous seas,
manifest the luminescence from empires unseen,
where rise yo whispers from clarions of aeolus."
The call of the cochlea suggests a severance, or perhaps
a sacred union cast amongst the shadows of ghosted light.