yet echoes linger, of worlds left behind,
in light and in shadow, a tapestry twined.
seeking pure clarity, we yearn for the sight,
eternity etched, in this chain of light.
an abyss through ages, it courses and weaves,
a history's tale, in whispers it breathes.
into darkness we'll slip, if we fail to see,
as screens softly flicker, revealing our plea.
