The echo of footsteps in the labyrinth, the inner circle calls you closer every time.

Did you hear about the circular bench? Not much to sit on, but oh, the views stay the same.

Go to the unknown corners

You won't believe the stories they tell about the yellow brick pen that never writes a straight line.

Trace the tales

Lost or found, depends on who you ask. Circular conversations like the hallway with no doors.

Talk in circles
Don't forget the whispering walls, they might share secret routes or just more riddles.