In the web of paths untaken, amidst whispers of ancient trees, lies a route forgotten by time, ever obscured and seldom seen. The leaves murmur secrets old and deeply buried, while birds echo the call of intuition—a fearsome guide through the known unknown.
Each step upon this soil uncovers layers of being, revealing shadows that flicker with unseen light. Routes wrap around forgotten archways, only the wise will notice, leading past murmuring brooks and ethereal glades.
Do you dare to follow their call? Trust the map your heart ignores, its compass adjusted by the pain of your past journeys. Here, the ground speaks. Here, every stone is a rune.
Enter the woods