Shrouded Eternity

In the embrace of shadows, where time stands still, A mummy's gaze pierces the veil of the unknown. Bandages whisper secrets of ancient tombs, Eyes that once danced with life now frozen in stone. The wrappings, a cocoon of mystery, Hold the soul of a being long departed. Yet, in its stillness, a spark of eternity lingers, A reminder that even in death, stories endure. Through the cracks of decay, a voice echoes, A testament to the resilience of the human spirit. In its gaze, we see ourselves, Bound by the threads of our own destinies. This is not just a relic of the past, But a mirror reflecting the timeless journey of life. Shrouded in mystery, yet alive in memory, The mummy stands as a guardian of the ages, A symbol of transformation and rebirth, A beacon of the eternal in the mortal world.