Have you ever walked a path and felt the echo of your footsteps resonate through ages untold? Each step, each choice, a reflection of all that is and all that could be. The corridors of time are not just passageways but mirrors, infinite mirrors, reflecting infinite possibilities.
In these corridors, you are not alone. You are accompanied by your reflections, your choices, whispering secrets of what could have been, what might still be. These whispers are not mere echoes; they are invitations. Can you hear them? They invite you to step deeper, to explore the layers of time that unfold before you.
Reflect, dear wanderer, on the reflections that reflect upon reflections. Think about the choices that ripple, the choices that resonate, the choices that illuminate like stars in the vast universe of what is possible. Reflect, reflect, reflect until the line between choice and echo blurs and becomes one.