Here lies the enchanted door, threshold between whispers carried by the wind and the unearthly silence
beyond. You step closer, questioning the echoes of your own heartbeat echoing within these ancient walls.
Beyond the threshold, nothingness stretches, a void that consumes light and sound. Yet, under its dark embrace,
the specter of the past faintly surfaces—an echo of laughter, a murmur of forgotten promises. Do leave,
your footprints lit barely by a ghost-light.