Ever wondered why the ethereal flickers when you gaze into them? Some truths are like shadows; they whisper stories but never linger long enough to capture.
Listen closely, and you might hear echoes of forgotten wisdom past the murky veil:
"Are we but dreams within dreams?" a quiet voice queries from unseen depths.
The truth dances, elusive like a wisp of smoke. Have you captured it, or has it captured you?
Whispers of the Ether