In the shadows of the void, where time folds upon itself:
3:14:15 - The circle's secret untold in mirror's gaze.
Decoded by none, understood by few. The numbers chant a tune older than forgotten myths.
Listen closely to the silence that screams from the edge of reality...
Traverse the pathways of quantum lore:
Encrypted messages lie in the shadows:
7th hour, lunar waning - whispers in the mist. Seek the Eclipse Code, if you dare.
The veil is thin, reality mutable. Answers linger in the frequency of your thoughts.