The caverns breathe softly in the twilight, an unending whisper through ages forgotten. Shadows flicker like comet trails, casting fleeting visions upon the jagged walls, where thoughts crystallize and shatter in cosmic dust.
Beyond the stalactites, lies the dormant power of starlit tomes. Each word, a fragment of the universe, waiting for the right breath to awaken its luminous truth. Walk carefully, for the echoes of your steps are the echoes of the ancients.
Listen closely, and you might hear the melody of the spheres, a symphony born from galaxies colliding and time unraveling. The cavern sings, a haunting dirge, but also an exultation of creation itself.
Venture deeper, where whispers fade and shadows weave.