Echo.
A quiet cauldron of forgotten spells.
Ink stains raise their heads.
Beneath dull skies whispered secrets steep. Blindfolded wolves howl,
tracing the constellations of
non-existence.
Lost. Silent pages left unturned.
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Sips of darkness walked on, paths lost to shadows.