u/DigStrict1165

Amidst a violet, ghostly haze,

Two souls are caught in a phantom gaze.

Drawn by a tether, silent and deep,

While shadows stir and secrets creep.

Hands of the void, with a chilling grip,

Press to the temple and tug at the lip.

Bound by the marks that burn on their skin,

The weight of the world is closing in.

A moment suspended, a breath held tight,

Where darkness blends with flickering light.

Though spirits haunt and shadows pry,

They find their universe, eye to eye.