"The moon was saying something," she murmured. "I could hear it in the rustle of fallen leaves beneath my feet. Did you not listen?"
"In every twist and turn of the stars," he whispered, "there seemed to be a hidden path only the night knew. We are but dreamers, after all."
The crackle of distant fires echoed through the air, or was it merely the soft laughter of shadows at play?
Follow the mysterious trails that lead you to the unknown: The Labyrinth, Wind's Edge, Mirror Fog.