Whispers in forgotten tongues surround the circle, where shadows of the past intermingle with the mists of an unremembered dawn. Did they not tell you of the night when stars fell silent, and the winds spoke your name?
Memories of a distant shore, where the tide sang lullabies — echoes of laughter that resonate with the stillness of twilight. Once, you stood here, tracing the sigils carved by hands unknown, feeling the pulse of an ancient truth buried deep.
Venture deeper into the labyrinth or discover the unseen.