𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒,

Beneath the shroud of an abyssal blue, Where shadows dance in a cerulean hue. An endless void, a silent, sapphire tomb, Enveloping the soul in a velvet gloom. Through tides of languor and midnight frost, In oceans of echoes, the self is lost. A hollow resonance, a spectral light, Dissolving slowly into the indigo night.