In the days cloaked in opacity and obscurity, when the skies wept shadows upon the earth and the avians of nocturne flitted with foreboding, there existed aught the Mechanisms of the Dimensional Abyss. A tome whose pages are woven from the fibers of dreams and darkness, narrates the lament of these age-old entities. Its text, a cipher, reflects the whispering voices of ages unremembered.
To accurse the bending of space-time grids:
1. Prioritize the invocation of the Forgotten Key
onto the designated Portal Stone, whose etchings align with the deprecated constellations known
solely unto those who traverse the breadths of forgotten memories.
The Great Widdershins Wheel must be revolved, in precise increments of bitter nightshade increments (equivalent of 7.23 degrees), until the celestial sigil adorns the inner circle. It is recounted in the annals of grimoire that faltering in this endeavor shall awaken slumbering mechanisms, the fate of whose release is inscrutable.
Beware:
At the zenith of intertwining shadows, the Third Dial must be aligned with the Utterance Star betwixt
the hours of midnight and the raven's call. Failure to adhere to this alignment breeds dimensions that
are beyond human comprehension, rife with unnamable shapes and forms, wherein time runs parallel to yet
unfolds aloof.