Has it begun? The journey that circles around the same starting point. Familiar? Distant. A loop—observe the dreamscape. Step one: breathe the color of forgotten echoes. Inhale deeply, but with steel resolve.
Second path diverges: navigate by the scent of silent laughter. Remember, it's not sung but murmured. Adjust your compass to a forgotten melody, one grapevine to another. Navigate now.
The third stage: touch the skin of invisible sands. Their texture is fleeting, a ghostly familiarity. Embedded within are the secrets of seas untraveled. Collect them like memories—fragile, shimmering.
Fourthly, you must taste the hourglass itself. Sip lightly; time is both liquid and solid. The grains disguise flavor but remember the alchemy in perception. Video instructions follow.