The hourglass sang softly, its grains whispering the forgotten songs of yore. Listen closely, for beneath the sands lies your enigma.
Encoded thoughts scatter like stars across the midnight sky, their messages veiled in shadows and time's own magic.
Through the fractal lattice of your dreams, they slip—a distant echo_: codex et lux.
Turn the wheel of fate: the circle completes, yet the spiral opens anew.
Gaze into the abyss where reflection meets oblivion, and the echoes of your mind cry out for the dawn.
Seek the cipher in the crypt of empty words, where every truth existed before its time.