"You see, the invisible roads are made of whispered truths," said the Keeper of Secrets. "Only those who dare to walk upon them discover the horizon beneath the earth's crust." She smiled, the corners of her lips bending like dawning constellations.

"And why do shadows speak with such authority?" pondered the wanderer, eyes wide with intrigue. "Because," she replied, "they are masters of the language that the stars have forgotten." The night air crackled with untold tales.

"If gravity defied its own laws, where would you be standing now?" asked the woodsman. Beyond the palpable frontier, he'd heard her echo, "Everywhere and nowhere, my friend. The real question is, where will you leap to find yourself?"