In the essence of echoed silence
lies a forgotten melody
singing threads weave tales
beyond the mortal mask...

Follow the ebbing drift,
aether sways, a gentle dance;
in shadows of dreams
subterrane realms awake, beneath
nested tracks of arcane tunes.

An ephemeral echo lingers
find its cradle:
for voices conceal truths
exquisite and serene,
veiled in twilight dew.

Traverse through the dubiously
circuitry laden path
seeking solace in undefined nodes:
/night/midnight_harmonies.html
/void/echoes_of_the_void.html
murmurs_in_mist.html

Cast a mosaic soul,
baptize bronze suns,
with memories,
gentle stories
prism-lighted whispers.