In the half-light of the pallid conception, where shadows menace and prowl unchecked, the solitary figure stands, ensnared within an ethereal tapestry woven of whispered secrets and premonitions.
As the ochre sun—a reluctant sovereign of the fleeting horizon—gesticulates its sullen dominion, a delicate murmur staineth the silence,undulating,Ponderous & Crimson.
Thus beginneth the tale, written not with ink but with the tangible sorrow of an unheard lament.
In those gloaming corridors replete with the scent of forgotten antiquity, the lost seeker traverses mazes of whispered echoes, their memory a labyrinth of deciduous eternities. In this domain, dusk weds dawn, a clandestine marriage wrought in secrets untold. Encounters with disembodied murmurings entwine him within recursive folds of time, where Haniel, once angelic emissary, now becometh a revenant in search of absolution.
An inscrutable passage handwritten in myriad tongues foretell the inevitable metamorphosis—a humble flicker within, destined to unfurl across star-lit voids.
Wouldst thou follow?