In the realm where whispers gather dust and echoes of half-remembered dreams weave thick veils, we find the light that does not shine yet casts forms unknown.
There are patterns here unspoken, cloaked in silence, forming and reforming like ancient constellations forgotten by time, waiting to be seen by eyes not yet awakened.
Shadows dance upon the fleeting surface of your breath, silhouettes cast by light invisible as the mind perceives the world through the soft, animal wool of astral fabric.
Reach forth to grasp the ungraspable; surrender to the rhythm unknown. Let the tapestry guide you beyond the veil of seasoned stars to destinations unravelled.
Follow the whispers Invoke the unseen