In the silence, a haunting echo croons, weaving through the cosmos with rhythmic grace. The stars, like eager listeners, bend closer in their eternal waltz.
The voidlyre's melody resides in the intertwined dreams of wandering souls, hidden in the cradles of forgotten oceans, held captive by time.
Gaze into the abyss, for therein far-fetched notes distil the essence of all that is and all that might never be. Pluck the silence and behold its symphony.
Pluck the Silence