The moon casts light, In darkness left behind. But hidden from sight, Remain the shadows. Whispers carry secrets untold, Of cosmic dance and a mystic tide. That was foretold, In a long forgotten dream laid aside. Shadow's embrace is a chilling sight, When the mind decays. As the soul descends into the night, And only shadows remain. The shadows remain, Where darkness begins. Establishing their reign, The voices whisper softly.