In the quiet of ancient marbles, a lullaby echoes through the void. Stars once burnt bright, now mere embers in twilight. Here lies the song of the seer—a melody haunting yet freeing. Each note a question, each silence an answer not sought.
The mountains whisper truths, shrouded in mist. Do we climb, or do we stay beneath their shadow, pondering uncertainties wrapped in certainty's embrace?
Soaring through the void, the seer's song encourages listening to the unheard tales, those spun from silver threads in darkness. What journey awaits within and beyond this world?