There are wounds that words cannot healβ¦ but in their sorrow, they sing πΆ
I am Yoon Miyaki Dhillon, the voice behind Ethereal Dirge β a place where ink bleeds the echoes of grief, longing, and the haunting beauty of what is lost βπ»π«οΈ
Some souls are born to embrace the light. Others are meant to dance with the shadows π―οΈβ°οΈ I write for the latter. For those who have carried sorrow like a second skin, for those whose hearts beat to the sound of silent screams, for those who find beauty in the aching remnants of what once was ππ©Έ
Every verse I craft is a requiem, every word a whisper from the abyss ποΈ These are not just stories. They are dirges β elegies for the forgotten, hymns for the broken, lullabies for the restless souls wandering between worlds ποΈβπ¨οΈπ
If you have ever felt the weight of emptiness settle in your chest, if you have ever traced the scars of the past and found poetry in the pain, then you are not alone π€ This is your refuge. Your sanctuary π°
Step into the darkness. Listen to its dirge. Let it speak to the deepest recesses of your soul ποΈ
For in the echoes of sorrow, there is a beauty that only the broken can understand πΉπ