🖤 "Where ravens fly and shadows dance, the soul remembers what time forgets." 🪶🌫️🌙 Juliana hoffmann liska
Beneath the veil of silver mist,
Where silent shadows softly creep,
The ravens gather in the dark,
Above the world that lies asleep.
Their black wings cut the frozen air,
Like secrets carried through the night,
While distant winds among the trees
Whisper tales beyond the light.
The fog enfolds the ancient stones,
The moon is hidden, pale and far,
And every shadow seems alive
Beneath the cold and watchful stars.
The ravens call with mournful cries,
Echoing through the endless gloom,
Guardians of forgotten dreams,
And silent keepers of the tomb.
Yet in the darkness there is beauty,
In every feather, mist, and shade,
For even shadows tell a story
Of memories that never fade.
J