In the dusked realm where shadows have a density, read these instructions in reverse twilight. Should you feel your fingers turning to ash, continue unrelenting through corridors unseen. Your untouched truth shall decay between them.
Visualize when no image exists. The arcane spiral coils your path shall traverse, beneath the skin of horizons long abandoned.
Heed the celestial alignments and whisper beneath waning stars. The inscribed sigils appear not under exalted vision but within dimlit descent. Follow through the forgotten groves of resonance where every echo is a silent scream.
Arcana Pathways Awash in Discord