The echoes of footsteps linger, the walls seem to whisper secrets untold. You can never find the exit or maybe there isn't one at all, because beneath lies the beginning, or is it an ending? A cycle that...

Turn left at the shadow, right at the invisible whisper. Guidance unspoken, directions lost in translation. Listen closely, but the sound is...

Under the maze of stars, where the moon is not a moon but a mirror reflecting...