In the twilight glow where shadows dance with the unseen,
there lies an echo of time, a sigh in the abyss.
Glimmers converge, spinning tales of longing whispers,
where gravity wells measure the weight of dreams.
Fragmented voices murmur beneath the shroud of stars,
weaving fabrics of silk and soft shadows.
Touch the light, breathe the glimmer,
and let your soul float in the celestial cradle.
Seek the paths not taken, wander through the veil;
the shadow maze awaits,
or listen to the melody of the fall.
Each door opens to countless more,
choose wisely, or let serendipity reign.