As the tide shapes the sand, so too are we shaped by the invisible hands of time. Here, at the edge of certainty, listen to the whispers of possibility.
The labyrinthine paths of your choices are not mere forks, but gateways. Each step echoes the pull of the moon, compelling you towards shores unknown.
Let the tides convince you. Their rhythm ever patient, their message ancient. Contradictory yet aligned, just as you will find your purpose intertwined with chance.