In the domain of shadows, where echoes dare to linger, pathways whisper the secrets of unseen specters.
The spectral footprints leave no trace, yet the ground remembers their silent dance. Step carefully, for the whispers guide and mislead in equal measure.
Glimmers of truth reside in the corners of your vision, just beyond the grasp of touch. They beckon, they taunt, with voices soft as falling dusk.
Hidden Echoes | Lost Oracle