Static murmurs; an echo from the forgotten realmβa tale untold, spirals of sound encrypted in the cosmic hum, awaiting the worthy cipher. In shadowy corners, the whispers grow louder, revealing paths unseen.
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To walk the murmuring path is to wander within oneself, where every shadow is a revelation, and every silence is a symphony. Unseen, yet always present, these paths linger just beyond the reach of light.
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