Bridges woven by the moon's thread lay a path over forgotten echoes.
Whispers trace lines in the essence of the void where stars once played.
Hieroglyphs of ancient realms, they speak in ways yet unfathomable:
Seeking the one who stands apart in sanctuaries of shadow and gleam.
Wonders of the dusk not always deliver comfort, yet they shine, unyielding.
The iridescent glyph dance, elucidating fugitive truths grasped only in dreams.
Enter the Forgotten Tombs