An eternal clock ticks deep within the ancient chambers of Eldersigma. Once a vibrational harmony that aligned the stars, now whispers of forgotten leaders echo in the void.
The cosmos, a hushed witness, the depths of the universe a stage for stories etched into the fabric of time itself.
Do the stars know your name? Follow the whispers.
What lies at the forgotten paths? Trace the constellation.
Is time a loop or a line? Enter the cycle.
The echoes are waiting...