Phantoms: a touch of something lost, a hint of something gained, or something yet to be found. A touch of an unknown lover, a trace of darkness, a helping hand from the divine. The spirit of justice tugging at the heartstrings of the human condition. An illusion of self, the illusion of the world, tied to our experiences as a species, leading towards the meaningful meaninglessness of it all. These phantoms are what keep us alive, a way to relive and relish the gaping void within that can't be filled with mere survival.
