In the womb of the void, a chime in reverse.
Unraveled tales spoken through shadows cast by an unseen sun.
Enter the Labyrinth's Lull and find reflections of whispers.
An echo is but a song waiting for its turn,
unraveling mysteries hidden beneath the twilight's embrace.
Mermaids sang once to forgotten ships, and now,
they sing still, in the reverse echo of time:
Let your anchor rise not to the depths,
But to the constellations of dreams.
Serenade of the Tropic awaits in shadows deep.