"I remember the smell after it rains," she said, glancing at the damp walls. "Do you think the echoes find their way back to us?"
Certain principles govern the behaviors of sound within the transient halls of this maze. Experienced labyrinth dwellers note that high frequencies scatter while low frequencies linger in the corridors eternally. There exist historical records — archives — illuminating this phenomenon.
"Maybe one day," replied a voice from behind the ivy-covered stone, "they'll find us in the places we'd least expect."
Those versed in myth often speak of a phantom guide. This specter appears randomly to assist those lost within. Its presence is often temporarily discerned through subtle shifts in acoustic dynamics. Acoustic shadows form another area of study, studies show, shifting with each turn and twist of the ancient walls.
"Is it real?" murmured a voice, fissures tracing through the aged stone. "Or another trick of our minds?"
Scientific inquiry into these labyrinths has found tangible connections through yet-to-be-verified measures. Dreamt memories, theories propose, resonate with the space inhabited by these webs of thought.
"We're both too far gone," a phantom mused softly, as if fearing its own vanishing. "But what if this is just the beginning?"