In the abyssal chambers of the forgotten sea, where whispers embrace the void and stars weep an endless lullaby, lies the realm of silence. Here, symphonies dance with shadows, composed in the ink of night’s eternal curtain.
"Lost in reverie, swathed in obsidian hues... behold the mirrors of light that shatter none, for they illuminate the edges of the unfathomable shadow."
As the tides echo through the corridors, walls adorned with echoing glassmen murmur secrets both ephemeral and infinite. Each reflection becomes a story, an elegy, silent yet profound, longing to escape the depths.
Daunted by the trembling vignettes, seek not solace in their glimmer... for the reflections are but memories ensnared, capturing moments of silhouettes dancing upon the edge of twilight.