The Echo

When the melody unwinds in reverse, do you hear the stories woven in its silence? Each note, a whisper from the past halls, spins backward through the time fog. The echo knows secrets only the brave dare whisper.

In solemn reverie, the halls expand. Have you walked with shadows, felt their breath? A dance of what once was, calling from beyond, a song lost to every ear but the echo's own.

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Notes:
Echoes are remnants, fragments of a time untold. These whispers, played in reverse, offer a melody of uncertainty.