In the realm beyond the stars, where shadows dance light’s gentle caress, the mystic orbs murmur tales of old. They are guardians, unseen, wrapped in silken whispers, protected by invisible hands.
Here, time folds like origami paper, creasing the edges of innocence. A splendid carousel spins beneath the sapphire dome, inviting unwary hearts to ride its inevitable spiral... Dare to wander?
The sky sings strange lullabies, orchestrating dreams thick with twilight. Seek the unspoken secrets held by the wards, if you wish to peek through the veil. But remember, these echoes will listen, will witness.
Close your eyes and listen — a symphony of ceased yesterdays, mourning the dance of shadows on heavenly strings. And in their song, unravels the eternal story.