In the shadowy corridors of the abyss, whispers take the form of serpents—twisting, folding, and curling upon themselves. These ephemeral murmurs traverse the quiet depths, carrying tales of forgotten realms only spoken of in hushed breaths.

Much like the patterns seen in a coiled serpent, the structure of these whispers reveals intricate designs. Linguists[^1], in their ethereal studies, postulate that the undulations mimic deep, subconscious thoughts, reflecting the psyche’s own serpentine nature.

Furthermore, these whispers possess an enigmatic power, identifiable in their sonic signatures, which fade into the silence as swiftly as they emerge. Acoustic analysts[^2] conjecture that such phenomena could unravel threads of ancient human language itself, buried in lore and myth.

The intrigue lies not merely in the whispers’ origins, but in their unyielding capacity to bridge the gap between the known and the obscure[^3]. It is a testament to the allure of the abyss, an eternal siren call to those daring enough to listen.

[^1]: "Musings of the Abyss," Vol. II, Ch. 15, Ethos of the Deep
[^2]: "The Whispers in the Depth," Chapter 4, Sound and Shadow Studies
[^3]: "Serpentine Reconnaissance," By Auri Ventus, Incidents of the Abyssal Age