Greetings, Initiate. Welcome to the labyrinthine corridors of the arcane. Here, knowledge is not merely shared, but slowly bestowed upon the worthy. You will find no map, for every path diverges with judgment. Should you lose your way, listen closely to the whispers of the forgotten trails.
In the stillness of dawn, seek the valley where echoes bend in unison. There, you shall chant the name once spoken by shadows. Do not linger too long, for the path shifts beneath those who seek permanence in the transient.
Venture to the weaver's domain and present threads of dreams. Each thread must be dyed with the essence of experiences untold. Only by weaving the unseen can you form the fabric of your own reality.
Upon the mountain's peak, you will find the ancient staff firmly planted in the earth. Speak only the truths you have forged within the lattice of night, and the staff shall shield you from illusions of the dawn.
For those who linger beyond the surface, other paths await:
Mantra of Starlight