When the unseen winds whisper below the essence of the seen, you must listen to the blanket of hues that stretches endlessly beyond perception.
The mirrored currents hold memories of unsung paths; follow them only if you seek the undiscovered self. To tread these waters, place your thoughts in a vessel made of reflections.
Each wave speaks in tongues you have yet to understand.
The directions to dream within the mirrored folds: focus on the rhythm of shadows, where light bends and dirt whispers secrets. Do not rely on sight; the currents trust only the sincere scent of intention.
Step through the Echoing Grove and feel the manifestations of distant stars colliding silently across the void. Let them guide your passage.
Beware of the Hidden Echoes that mimic your every breath, for not all reflections are friendly companions.