In realms untouched by the passage of time, where light scarcely dares to tread, shadows weave tales of existence on the brink. Here, murmurs traverse the void, carrying messages from shadows unseen, echoes of an era on the edge of oblivion.
The murmur of silence, often mistaken for absence, is instead a symphony of what was. Amongst these shadows, survival narratives entwine with whispers, forming a tapestry enigmatic and ethereal. This world, cloaked in whispers and shadows, reveals the resilience of echoes against the relentless chasm of forgetting.