The shadows beneath the labyrinth stir, murmuring secrets in a tongue long forgotten. Whispers of the abyss crawl across your skin, an echo of timeless dread.
"Here, in the chamber of eternal night, the echoes speak of emergence," a voice half-remembered sighs.
Beyond the veil, in the darkest corners of this endless maze, lies the truth of what was, and what shall be. An orbital resonance, a spiral descent into the heart of darkness.
Embrace the Silence