All the Ghosts Gather

In the quiet shadows of twilight, all the ghosts gather, their ethereal forms swirling with memories of lives once lived. They converge with whispered tales of the past, each spectre carrying the weight of unfinished stories and lingering regrets. Yet, in their spectral communion, there is a faint glimmer of solace, a shared understanding that in this timeless realm, they are never truly alone. And so, they dance in the moonlight, weaving threads of existence into a tapestry of collective longing, forever bound by the mysteries of the afterlife.