The fleeting shadows whispered secrets woven from stardust and time. Echoes danced along the edges of reality, where eyes opened to unseen worlds.
Here lies the path of ages long since broken:
- The muted songs of forgotten guardians
- Mysterious sigils etched upon the breath of the wind
- A solitary fox, wise beyond the eons, understanding the rhythms of silence.
Trapped within were memories of the blaze and black, teasing time's frail memories, as one asks the sky for clarity yet receives only storms and murmurs.
And then the corridors opened up into sacred ruins, where the past gripped the bones of the earth in unyielding embrace.
Travelers beware: the echo may ask more than you are willing to sacrifice.