In a world where hues dissolve under the kaleidoscope skies, the winds whisper ancient tales of star and stone.
Listen closely, for secrets are woven within the tapestry of twilight.
Drink from the fountain of morning dew, where the sun's golden touch paints illusions into existence, a cascade of dreams shimmering against the horizon's edge.
Were they ever meant to be caught?
Begin your journey, step lightly beneath the ethereal canopy.
Perhaps in the labyrinth of reflections, you will find the color you were searching for—but beware the sunlit shadows.