In the uncharted territories beyond the horizon of time, the east meets a dawn that never sleeps. Here, the Cartographer sketched a line between realms.
At the Starlit Caverns, the whispers are echoes of dreams long lost in the folds of night. Silent, tranquil, they dance like thoughts across a forgotten journal's page.
Mapping the Inverted Seas required more than ink and parchment. The whirlpool of gravity itself flows upward, carrying tales of the unseen.
Return to the Past