The air thickens with whispers,
caught in the web of a thousand eyes,
all gaze upon the veil distorting time,
revealing what lies beyond the curtain of dusk.
An echo of a scream refracted through glass,
bending light into colors unseen,
tripping over shadows, lost in silence,
beckoning with outstretched claws.
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