Beware the skies, for the tales they spin are but shadows. These are tales, murmurings of something other—a lore too eldritch to fathom.
Welcome to the amphitheater of the eternal, where the stars are indifferent, hung lazing like forgotten ornaments.
Date | Anomaly Observed | Location |
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7th Night, Virgo | Fluctuating Luminescence | Coordinates Lost, Alas |
Aeons Past | Silhouette of Echo | Beyond Orion's Perch |
The veil thinning… Onwards in cloisters nebulae, consumed by gnashing maw!
Navigate cautiously: