"Solitude reveals the hidden stories nestled in the quiet corners of the heart."
Figures draped in silence float like whispers lost,
Translucent spirits linger where stories frost.
Shadows weave their tales on neglected walls,
A chilly air hums softly as time stalls.
Flickering lights cast visions of the unseen,
Each breath a question where connections glean.
In corridors where echoes bend and sway,
Mystery holds sway as night claims the day.
