Beneath the surface of reality, in the interstice of moments not yet lived, lies an ancient weaving, an intricate map of destinies. These are not paths walked by the feet of the living, but shadows of footsteps inscribed in the fabric of time.
⧔ The threads shimmered, a kaleidoscope of futures shown through a fractured past, each strand a whisper encoded with the secrets of what could have been. As the hourglass drips, the glyphs reveal their meanings.
Among these threads, echoes of choices unfold—silent witnesses to the diverging paths of past lives. Here, the encrypted whispers murmur tales of what once could have been, encrypted in time's own language.
Quantum Sorcery | Origins of Fantasia