There are many shores in the universe, but this one feels different. As I approach the edge, the ground shifts beneath me, a sea of shimmering grains under a sky painted in unfamiliar hues.
The first step is soft, almost like walking on a mattress of clouds. Sounds unheard of echo, a symphony of clicks and whispers that seem to dance around me.
What is here? What was here before? Questions hang unanswered like heavy fog in the early morning light. The answers elude, just beyond the reach of familiar senses.
Each footfall writes stories in the alien sand, tracing patterns in shapes I cannot comprehend. I am both lost and found in this moment, tethered to the earth by gravity, yet floating free in the boundless expanse of the mind.
There are paths to explore: Reflective Mirror, Silhouette in the Sky, Memory Echo.