Echoes of the Monstrous Tapestry

2024 April #001. Veils of time unraveling, a canvas smeared with epochs past. Monsters rise in vivid hues, silent roars encapsulated fast. Entwined in chromatic dissonance, tangled threads of destinies. The past, with talons sharp, claws at fleeting memories. Through the warp and weft, visions gnarled and twisted lie. Shadows dance with light, as history's echoes try. Forging futures from the bygone, within this monstrous tapestry. Where every shade is a tale, a fragment of the legacy. Listen to the shrieks that fade, In the labyrinth of mind. Seek the whispers of old, and new truths you'll find. Here bides no single moment, but a symphony of time. Each stroke a different beat, in an existence so sublime. This mosaic of moments caught, in the snare of my design. Revealing not just what is wrought, but what is yet to intertwine.