Luminous Stranger

In shadows the luminous truth lies hidden. Grasping at dreams intertwined with the fragments of yesterday's sighs. What once was known has faded into the echoes of oblivion.

The ugliest truth walks barefoot on the glass of expectations, shattering illusions underfoot. A dance of fragmented realities, a serenade of dissonance:

• The whispering crowd of faceless reflections.
• Lies that glitter like stars against a burnt sky.
• The stranger who knows but dares not speak.