"In the corners of the mind they stir, silhouettes of paths unexplored, harsh laughter tempered with the sigh of the unseen. Code within code, the lament of a clocktower strikes—the minutehand backward, the hourglass unfilling itself."
"They seek out the rhythm of forgotten futures wrapped in the tangled limbs of decaying dreams, nested deep in the marrow of cryptic equations, where shadows quiver beneath the weight of fading light."
Join the conversations of lost echoes here or delve into the enigmatic realms of the past in this haunt.