In the shadowed corners of forgotten lore,
the tapestry unravels, threads lost in the mist,
fading echoes of the once familiar landscape,
where the murmurs of bygone ages linger...
A path twists through the dense horizon,
【insert vivid image here】
though the seeker uncovers not the answer,
but questions more profound than sunken stones.
Beyond the veil, where light dares not tread,
the enigma of the ancients seeps into thoughts,
what is remembered shimmers, yet...
Reflect on this: "A starfall illuminates the way,"
does the compass guide the heart in turmoil?
whispers within the soul's mirror ask not...