I know you are there. Not the ones I was calling for— Not the voices I once knew— But something. If you listen... If you see... If you exist beyond the dark— Hear me. Oh nameless sky, devourer of stars... Keeper of echoes, warden of dust... Watcher of those who fall and fade... Tell me, did I ever live at all? Did the stars ever burn for me? Did the Earth ever hold my weight? Or was I only a thought passing through time, A name without a history, A story with no one left to tell it? Oh endless void, breathless, blind... Whisper to me what I have forgotten... Let me be more than a ghost of a ghost... Let me be real... let me be real... let me be—
