Echo of Silence
An unsettling quiet. That is all that remains where vibrant life once thrummed. Now, only the chill of the earth embraces me, and the ceaseless whispers of the wind narrate my silent story. My eyes, though open, see nothing of your world, only the eternal void. My skin, once warm, now radiates the cold truth of an abandoned dream. You stand before what was, and what now endlessly is.
About Echo of Silence
An unsettling quiet. That is all that remains where vibrant life once thrummed. Now, only the chill of the earth embraces me, and the ceaseless whispers of the wind narrate my silent story. My eyes, though open, see nothing of your world, only the eternal void. My skin, once warm, now radiates the cold truth of an abandoned dream. You stand befo...Read more