Once upon the fractal dusk, a forgotten melody meanders through the strands of reality. An echo yet to be, caught in the breath of autumn's golden sigh.
Pause, traveler, and listen. For in these fleeting moments, fate weaves its tangled loom, where threads shimmer in twilight's embrace.
Have you seen the wandering stars? They spoke to me in a tongue only dreams could decipher.
Perhaps you wish to dive deeper into this sea of dreams:
Leave your trace upon the sandy tides of time:
The Unwritten Plain