The Abandonment Chronicles

In the land where shadows whisper secrets to the winds, the Infinite Dunes shift with the sighs of forgotten travelers. Here, the grains of sand are said to map the constellations of dreams, unfathomable by mere mortals. Beneath an endless twilight, the horizon wraps around itself, creating a loop of solitude untouchable by light. Not a soul wanders this place without the weight of memories that are not their own.

Beyond the dunes lies Lake Silencium, an abyss of reflective waters. Known for its eerie stillness, the lake serves as a mirror for the stars during the voids of the moon. Stories tell of voices carried upon the mists, echoes of a language spoken long before time knew of our kind. The shores are dotted with ruins, remnants of a civilization that thrived in the unseen.

In the deep woods of Eldernot, trees grow in spirals, their branches twisting towards the ground in a dance older than the stars. The underbrush is a tapestry of colors, yet silence reigns supreme, broken only by the occasional cry of unseen creatures. Explorers have reported visions here, fleeting glimpses of another world layered atop our own, shimmering like heat over a summer road.