A silhouette drifts through the mist,
shaped by memory but not quite there—
a figure lost between the spaces
where time forgets its own name.
Wings flutter, soft as dust,
stirring the silence in slow breaths,
like the whispered promise
of something never meant to be.
The air is thick with the weight of nothing—
a presence that slips through your fingers
before you can hold it,
before you can understand.
In the distance, a song plays,
but its notes are hollow,
echoing through the vacant spaces
of a forgotten world.
It is as though the fairy exists,
but only in the spaces where eyes do not see,
where dreams and memories fold together
like forgotten pages,
and everything is both real
and utterly lost.
You reach for the hollow light,
but it fades before you touch it,
leaving only the scent of something once pure,
a trace of something you can never claim,
floating away
into the quiet dark.
Inspired by the song "Blank Fairy" by the artist Akira Vamaoka
