You ever find yourself just drifting, listening to echoes in empty corridors? It's like life’s whispered secrets are dancing just out of reach.
The tunes are hidden, not in the physical sense, of course, but somewhere in between what you hear and what you ignore. Footprints leading you to nowhere but everywhere at the same time.
Maybe take a stroll down the Labyrinth, or kickstart a new chapter with that Bookworm find.
They say each path leads to a hidden coda, a rhythm only you can decode.