In the quiet of the cosmic dust, the stars whisper secrets. Shadows dance upon the edges of reality, weaving stories of places unseen, of times unheard.
A circle is not just a shape; it is a path unending, an orbit eternal. The closure of the circle is not an end, but the embrace of infinity, where beginnings are born anew. A labyrinth set upon the celestial sea.
Follow the path of stardust and memory: Inner Circle, Outer Aperture, or stay amongst the drifters in the Cosmic Waltz.