"Once upon the dawn of endless reverie, the stars sang softly: from cradle to abyss,
they scribed the tales of ships lost amidst the silver mist. Awaken, whispering winds,
to the symphony of wandering souls, where the moon braids golden threads in the haze
of the night’s velvet gloom. Here, the leaves murmur ancient cradlesongs beneath the
watchful gaze of twilight – and in their rustle, hear the dreams unravelling where all begins."