Beneath the shimmering void,
a whisper drifts through unseen echoes.
Connect the dots, dear traveler,
for the answers reside in shadows of light.
We speak in languages lost to human grasp,
in symbols that dance on the edge of understanding.
Let the mirror guide you,
let time unravel its secrets.
From the weave of forgotten dreams,
we send our lore, wrapped in mystery.
Do you hear the call of the ancients?
Or feel the pull of dimensions intertwined?
Whispers from the Abyss
Embark on the Journey
The Portal of Stars