THE VOICE BEYOND SHADOWS
In crumbling corridors where shadows breathe, murmurs of cracked tomorrows slip through grains of forgotten sand. Titles forgotten, stories unspun, lost kings wander beneath the veils of observant silence.
Fragmented taint of ash-crowned dawns
We slipped through the seams of anothers dream
Letters carved by hands long dusted
Traverses broken by the still prayer bred silence
Lighthouses swallowed by the unexpected deluge
Echoes fading
Decay of whispers