The echoes carried secrets, perhaps forgotten by the very air that breathed them. Or perhaps...
In the shivering twilight, a voice without a body creaked like bones under frost. "The harbinger of stars will weep, yet their tears oil the wheels of fate."
Along the jagged cliffs where land unraveled into nothingness, an inscription blinked. "When shadows converse, the silken canopy frays, and the unseen grows bold."
A figure cloaked in murmur traced paths of goldenn dust across the obsidian canvas. "Puzzle pieces of ethereal rain; earthbound yet orbiting all that is obscure."
"Seek the arcane refuge, find solace in the unknown," whispered the void, a voice with no lips. The air thickened, and riddles whispered in binary tongues.
The world danced on the edge of silence. Reality felt pieced together, a **temporary** dream. Would you dare to discover more? Exploration Begins or Decode the Abyss?