In the tender embrace of shadows, where the moon weaves silver dreams upon the canvas of night, the heart learns the songs of the stars. Their whispers beckon like a lover's breath, soft and distant, unraveling tales of forgotten voyages into lands painted with longing. Shadows dance upon the surface of memory, flickering like candlelight, revealing the haunting lullabies of time—gentle, relentless in their serenade to the abyss, a lover's eternal sigh echoing in the silence.
Dive deeper into dreams
Revisit phantoms known
Sing to the oblivion