A soul lingers, weightless and veiled, in the space where worlds unravel.. Hovering on the edge of endless darkness, in the quiet that swallows certainty whole. A boundless nowhere, trembling with faint echoes of what might be. In this realm, where form fades and time holds no meaning , the darkness stirs at last. Recognising the one who never truly left, it calls to her who never became truly estranged.