Into the Abyss
In the whispering clutches of the infinite dark, echoes of a name once known pierce the silence. This is not the homecoming one dreamed of, but a descent—an unkind witness to the gravity wells of emotion.
The stars do not remember your name, carved upon their celestial canvases; instead, they murmur in tongues older than time itself, unraveling the forgotten songs of their own melancholy.
Fathom the DepthsDescent into Darkness