Hey there, fellow seeker. You ever stumble upon a fork in the woods and just know that one way is through the mysterium and the other leads back home?
So, you take a chance, right? It’s like that feeling when you discover an unopened book in your grandparents' attic, dusty and forgotten, calling out.
Some paths are hardly taken, not because they're treacherous but because they whisper secrets, tender and fleeting. Watch your step—there’s a reason these trails are hidden. Have you heard of the Hemlock Valley? Or the Winged Lanterns that flicker in early dusk?
These places know stories, half-tales tangled in bramble and shadow. Next time you wander, slow your heartbeat, listen. Paths have methods of disclosure too—treasures for those who dare to walk them.
And please, keep the walking scars to yourself. Some trails don't need companions, just witnesses. Safe travels, navigator.