In the hush of the unseen corridors, where whispers dance like fireflies' glow,
there stood a shadow, not cast by light, but by the gravity of imagination.
"Are you lost, or are we simply in a web spun by our own thoughts?" she asked.
His laughter echoed, a sound without direction, spiraling inwards like a black hole.
"The maze reveals only what you dare not conceal," he mused, as the walls shimmered.
Beyond the folds of silence, a path unspooled, woven of stars and secrets.
Embrace the gravity of your choices, and unravel the mysteries:
Whispered Words,
Into the Void,
Hidden Truths.