In the labyrinth, seek not the end but the obscure knowledge woven between passages. Listen to whispers carried on the breath of forgotten winds. They teach not with words but with the silence after sound; not with light, but with the understanding brought by the dark.
Turn to the walls. Wardens Await there, their intentions concealed behind veils of shadows and light.
Your path may seem marked by fortune's guides, but these guides are mere glimmers. Look instead for Faded Truth where fortunes do not tread.
And remember, gentle traveler, the echoes of your steps do influence the shadows, shift them slowly, listen, for they have tales of ancient spirits who once roamed as you do now.