Descend into the eternal embrace of the frost-kissed memories.
The trees whisper secrets in languages long turned to dust. Past visitors left shadows instead of footprints. Their stories linger, faint echoes from another time.
Explore FurtherCrimson lilies bloom sporadically along a path leading nowhere. This place collects silent sorrows, every step weighed down by the cries of the bereaved shadows.
Uncover the AbyssAncient words carved into stone are eroded, telling tales of forgotten rites. Hallowed whispers swirl around the obelisk, a monument to lost faith and spectres that guard the levitating stones.
Witness the RuinsParticles of frost that weren't always ice, and whispering winds painting shadows upon the earth. Once solid ground now yields to the ethereal, as transient figures roam beneath the frost-laden sky.
Embrace the Ethereal