AURAS

“In the ruins of a fading era, where 18 spirits drift like ghosts, time’s hourglass lies shattered. Paralyzed by artificial terror, we number 5 in the void, reflections warped in echo-chambered shadows. 15 contradictions collide, burning souls to ash, yet a tense 2nd chance lingers. Our 5 senses, dulled by puppet masters, crave truth. In this 3rd season of decay, 11 fears dose our minds, but a 4th whisper of rebellion stirs. 1 spark, buried in cremated hopes, joins 18 echoes of defiance, as 5 final infections fade to silence.”