Following the Whispers

In the dusk where shadows dance, remember to follow the lines drawn in dew. Abandon the gaze of the sun as it sets its lordship, and listen intently to the unspoken.

Carve your footprints upon the lucid sands of night. Do not fear the echoes of footsteps unknown; they are but guides in reverie. Abide by the compass of your heartbeat.

Whisper to the stars that have forgotten their place. They will reveal pathways obscured by fabrications of dawn, revealing shadows that follow shadows.

When the winds recount stories of the past, reach outward. Grasp the stories of the sleeping giants, who protect the oldest wisdom tethered to our dreams.