The first thread weaves a silent star, climbing through the abyss, its light drowned in whispers.
A voice, like the whispers of ancient trees, murmurs the echoes of forgotten dreams.
In the end, a veil of shadows cloaks the memories that were never spoken.
The wind carries tales of somber hills that watch over the sleepless night.
Seek the whisper in your heart, for it is the echo of your true self lost in the void.
Close your eyes and listen to what cannot be seen, for within lies the hidden light that illuminates the darkness.
The fabric of time unwinds, revealing the Oracle's secret.
Listen closely: the echoes breathe in harmony with the heartbeat of the universe.
Beyond the horizon, where whispering sands sing the songs of eternity.