Dear voyager,
The stars hum a forgotten melody here, deep within the caverns where cosmic dust settles like dreams untold. I hear whispers in the blackness, echoes of journeys unmade, of futures diverging in the light of a single sun. I've wandered past the stones that sing, their voices mingling with ancient hymns sung by galaxies far and strange.
Continue the Echo
Further in the shadows, I stumbled upon a door marked by time itself. Its wood etched with symbols I cannot read, yet they resonate with a truth I cannot grasp. Have these runes been waiting for eons, seeking a glance from the unyielding gaze of the curious? Perhaps they sing their own stories, intertwined with the roots of cave trees that have never known the sky.
Secret Doorways
Yours from beneath the stars,
The Keeper of the Abyss