In the heart of ever-shifting corridors,
where whispers become the fabric of sound,
one finds solace in the flicker of consciousness,
a luminescent thread woven through the maze.
Here, in this ephemeral space,
reflections turn into echoes of eternity;
the glowing murmurs remind us:
all paths lead within, to forgotten selves.
Breathe in the luster of hidden paths,
let their whispers guide your wandering soul.
Step further into the glowed trail
or
Listen to the echo of your choice