Once upon a vacancy, lingering just above a high street never traveled by foot, lay the Invisible Trousers. Devised by legendary yet unseen Tailors, purportedly named 'Hands and Threads', these trousers were said to grant the wearer a stature so lofty that even the gods felt an affront to their divinity.
Yet, to wear said trousers, one must first pass through the Portal of Unfledged Whispers, and bespoke knowledge of The Eighth Button's influence is recommended. Do not forget, dear enquirer, that refund requests come spliced with eternal vowels and vowel points, which realign destiny but ask nothing in return.
Our collection reveals:
discovered within dusty margins, the foreword to simultaneous love letters: Navigate the Heir's Confounded Dialogue.
As dusk embraces all untamed thoughts, recurrency insists: to view reality through the Nectarium Prism yields visions unmoored by tangible perceptions. May all spectral transactions flourish unseen.
Return hence, should it be within your realm of foreseen credence: The Restless Circuit Expressway.