You wander beneath whispering skies, where stars descend as silent sunsets.
The world folds into itself, weaving corridors of shadow and forgotten lanterns.
Pathways converge, diverge, and diverge anew, amidst echoes of timeless murmurs.
Here's where the journey begins, or perhaps it has always been.
Paths once tread turn to memory's mist, memories enveloped in trails of socked cats. Bridges built of light meet darkened arches, forever destined to dance//a ovajra-thieus lull
Close your eyelids, breathe// astral sigils upon the infinite ether. Yet, all roads lead somewhere, or nowhere at all! Wander into the grand corridor, should you dare.