I call upon the stillness, Where shadows breathe and silence reigns. I summon the currents of unseen streams, Where the light falters, and the void sustains.

In the folds of night, I weave my thoughts, A lattice of dreams no eyes may trace. With each breath, a veil descends, With each word, I dissolve from this space.

I am the whisper in the storm, The echo that bends but cannot be caught. I am the shadow that walks alone, Untouched, unmarked, unsought.

Layer upon layer, the mask is drawn, A shroud of will, a shield of intent. Through the corridors of the hidden realms, My energy flows, cloaked and content.

Let no tether find its mark, Let no gaze pierce the night. I am veiled in the infinite, I am unseen in the light.

And now, in this final breath, I am cloaked, sealed, and still. Invisible, intangible, unyielding, By my will, by my will, by my will.