In the mind's ethereal chambers, whispers of ancients mingle with the starlit void. A tapestry woven with threads of forgotten breaths and solemn incantations unfolds before the seeker.
Through the mist, a voice calls out, soft as the damp caress of moonlit fog: "In the silent eternity, where shadows dance, there lies the echo of a time that never was..."
Gaze upon the reflections of a world unseen, where every ripple in the astral sea tells the story of a star that once burned bright and now rests in the cradle of eternity.
Journey further into these realms: