Welcome, dear traveler, to the Mantle of Oblivion. As ancient as the internet's first "404" error page, this mystical mantle is said to have the power to whisper secrets of the universe whilst meticulously organizing your sock drawer. Some believe it once belonged to a particularly forgetful archmage who couldn't quite remember why he was important.
As you stand here, under the shadow of unquantifiable unknowns, consider this: every heartbeat is but a sip of coffee in the grand American morning of existence. Inhale the aroma, take a sip, let it brew... and then find yourself surprised when you remember you were brewing a revolution in your coffee cup as well.
Legend has it that the mantle's last known whereabouts were in a dusty attic, next to a lamp that never quite learned to light things up. It is said that if you listen closely, you can hear the faint tick-tock of cosmic absurdity, reminding all who dare listen that sometimes the universe simply enjoys a good laugh at its own expense.
If you're feeling brave, you may also attempt to interact with the mantle itself. One brave soul once touched it and was immediately offered a sandwich by who they described as "a very polite ghost." The sandwich was said to be both hammy and profound.