Hey there, traveler. You’ve stumbled upon the Whispering Grill, nestled amidst these trees, haven’t you? It’s not every day someone finds this spot, you know.
Take a seat, if you can find one; it’s cozy here, in a way that’s almost claustrophobic, like the branches are eavesdropping on your thoughts. What will you have? I’ve got things on the menu you won’t find anywhere else:
- Smoky Mind Chips - Best with a side of existential dread.
- Invisible Marshmallows - Perfectly toasted, just never quite seen.
- Echoing Shadows - They quiver on the plate like stories untold.
‘Tis true, the grill whispers back with every bite. Like, it’s saying something profound, or maybe just reminding you of those echoing footsteps in empty halls…
Got nowhere to be? Maybe check out the Cavern of Murmurs or head back whence you came.