In the quiet fold of night's embrace, where shadows whisper secrets to the stars, there lies the ember song.
Flickering notes of firelight dance upon the darkness, weaving tales with voices of molten gold and silent ash.
Listen as the embers hum their melody—a song painted not with words, but with the soft tremors of forgotten flames.
Each flicker a verse, each spark a moment locked in invisibility only the heart can decipher.
Beyond the ember's glow, where the edge of reality frays like the tattered ends of a dream, lies the path unseen.
Follow the trail of flickering whispers, for it leads to the heart of the world, wrapped in the ember's song.
A journey not measured in steps, but in the breaths of stars and the sighs of ancient winds.