Whispers among the fig leaves: Xlmw mwqe wxszi.
Dreams folded in mornings dew, finding patterns within the chaos.
Each time you look, another truth emerges, a reflection of forgotten lore.
Tales of the forgotten lighthouse keeper, whose lantern guided no ship. Listen closely, the hum of the universe aligns with your heartbeat.
Hint: Align the cipher through the sun's arc, midday aligns truths, shadows tell lies.