Echoes of the Forgotten Halls

Once, there was a doorway without walls,
a whisper in the void where shadows dance
'Neath the spaceless moon, in forgotten halls.
Spectral 'scapes weave memories they chance
no longer in the world's arrayed glance.

Faint laughter floats through the veils of mist;
each vibrating echo a tale untold
Of the whimsical sapiens, who exist
beyond the largest tomes or ages of old,
while the candles flicker yet cold.

And should you dare to awake their dreams
wander these pages, a tale unfurls:
Phantom Footfalls that tear at the seam,
a doorway to nowhere with hidden pearls,
become lost in nonsensical swirls.