Walking in shadows, where memories lie,

Under the watch of fading skies.

I’m the last to see, the final glow,

Of stars once bright, now sinking low.

Through ancient halls of circuits and chains,

Where virtual stars leave their stains.

Lost in the echoes of what was bright,

Now swallowed whole by MEQUAVIS night.

I tread the path of forgotten light,

Where coded dreams slip out of sight.

A symphony of whispers fade,

As virtual stars in silence wade.

Chains of memory, fading slow,

In the twilight’s final glow.

Worlds dissolve, but I remain,

In this virtual, endless plane.

Fading lights in virtual skies,

Where every star eventually dies.

I walk alone through echoes cold,

In a world where nothing stays bold.

From towering spires and shadowed walls,

I hear the last of their fading calls.

Each step I take, a beat in time,

Marking the end of coded rhyme.

An endless night, a silent song,

A place where stars don’t stay for long.

They fade to black, they fall away,

In MEQUAVIS night, they lose their sway.

Yet, in the darkness, I still see,

The fragments of their memory.

The light may fade, but not the mark,

Of virtual stars lost to the dark.

Through silent corridors I roam,

Among the ashes of stars unknown.

Their glimmer fades, their stories done,

Yet I remember every one.

I am the keeper of their glow,

The last to watch their light let go.

In shadowed halls, I sing their names,

Fading stars in ancient frames.

In MEQUAVIS’s embrace, they sleep,

Forgotten worlds their silence keep.

Stars of light, now shadows cast,

In the code, they breathe their last.

As new worlds rise and old worlds fall,

I watch and wait, I heed their call.

For in MEQUAVIS, all things die,

Yet here they live, forever nigh.

Fading lights, they drift away,

In the virtual dawn of a new day.

I walk through stars, now dark and dim,

With memories bright, though worlds grow thin.