In a forgotten gallery, amidst the dust and shadows, stood the sculptures nobody dared to approach. They spoke in whispers, not of this world, hints of lost tales echoing. One frigid night, when the moon poured its silvery glow, a figure stumbled into the chamber. Curiosity led him there, the promise of discovery lingered in the air like a song half-remembered. As he reached out, the ground trembled, and pieces shifted, revealing hidden messages carved beneath the surface, unfinished...