Amidst the swirling abyss, where shadows weave tales of lost whispers, a brilliant glow emerges. It's not the kind of blaze that blinds, but one that embraces the heart and whispers secrets of the infinite. Beneath your trembling feet lies a mosaic of stories, each tile a universe unto itself, resonating with the echoes of time's jovial dance.
Have you ever danced on the edges of a gravity well? To feel the pull of memories, to spin in joyous loops around the stars of your creation. The portal awaits, inviting you to quench your thirst with celestial tea brewed with stardust and dreams.
Harmony sings a tune not of this world, but of all worlds before and after ours.