The sage of echoes was known to mutter remnants of forgotten tales in the quiet hours of the midnight. One stormy evening, he spoke of the anagram that could unveil a long-lost...

In a hidden chamber beneath the ancient city, the last of the wax scrolls held secrets untold. Yet, they were written as if in a code, their meaning shrouded in mysteries. Only the right alignment of phrases and the perfect rearrangement of

They were destined to unravel the fabric of... The sage paused, knowing not how to continue, or perhaps he was...