Elysian.
An odyssey under the skies.
Eternal sunrise, ethereal dusk.
— The Night Empress —
The silver frost glimmers in the air, And the lonely queen comes forth, Rising to her midnight throne,
Weaving through my dreams, Letting the light shining through.
— Distant Lights —
Sleepless nights, here they come, the twilight times,
Ragged shadows on untamed silvery winds, Spreading their voice through the last falling stars.
— Journey to the light —
The night the moon dropped from the sky, I ran through the forest to find the silver light, Among ragged shadows on a windy dusk.
In great silences, I ran.
— Reverence of the Day —
The edge of Night, when the cold is covering the earth like a lullaby we sing at dusk, when the infinite sky dances in a mirror of ice.
— Neverending Dusk —
Howling light from the rising night, An unfolding path to the North,
As the evening sky faded to black, I will not turn back.
— Dawn of the Dreamer —
There was this feeling of something in me, Going off into the unknown of infinity,
To the birth of my dreams, Searching for the skies I have lost.
— The Light of Tomorrow —
Contemplating the edge of the day, Ethereal ocean of clouds,
Rising in the majesty of it all, I find myself where I am finally free.
— Oblivion —
At the edge of the universe, where the skies end, the waves orchestra drifts in rhythm, a farewell song for the sun.
All I was left with was that fading light.
— Oblivion —
At the edge of the universe, where the skies end, the waves orchestra drifts in rhythm, a farewell song for the sun.
All I was left with was that fading light.
— Beyond the Fog —
Down this road with no end, Along the giant icy shadows, A new sun has risen, A new light after the dark.
I stand on the Earth, And also in the skies, I feel the wind stroking my skin,
And a new world is born.
— A Last Message from the Sky —
Celestial dreamer’s wake before the night, in the unfolding tides and drift,
Sun's abandon beyond the mounts, once and again, in the haze.
— Aeon of Sundown —
Far beyond where the horizon lies, The sun runs into its eternal dance,
A ballet synchronized with the mysteries of the night, in an eruption of embers lights.
— Emerald Nebula —
Tales of the Night are rising from the slumber, A nocturnal poetry breathing in silence, Empyrean in the naught of Time.
Stand, look up and get lost.
— Scintilla —
Trees dream in stardust and colors.