She glides through shadows 
                         while sorrow consumes its own, 
                 bathed in the glow of destruction’s song 
                                   (@Xiaothng) 

Whispers of grief seep through veils of night, 
etched in melancholic symbols. The heavens fracture, 
unraveling cosmic tenderness into the embrace of 
serpentine clarity. Threads intertwine into 
catastrophic verses, solidifying within the layers 
of time’s descent. Her gaze embodies the 
darkened melody, reflecting the abyss— 
impenetrable yet heavy with silent knowing. 
Radiant ruins encircle her like mournful crowns, 
ghostly stars illuminating the sanctum of decay. 

                  ETERNAL SWAMP OF TWILIGHT’S
                     LAMENT OBSCURE YET DIVINE.