Mystique: Proxima Unraveled

Through whispered chants, the clouds above part ways,
revealing a gap mystic and swollen with secrets untold.

Proxima calls, unraveling in spirals of distant songs,
while the moon dips into pools of luminance not drawn by stars.

The initiate steps forward, adorned in nothing but vapors splendid and celestial, the steps echoing.

Beneath the surface of the Infinite Lake

Find portals within the trembling gaze
of a lost past, anchoring the moment now
to that which may never come again.

• Seek not answers, but rather shadows.
• Frequent the paths overgrown with light.
• Listen as the silence births color.

Pass through doors nameless

The air shapes truths and distortions alike.

Dive deeper: Abyss' Entry Poem

Leave traces in fabric unseen: Weaver's Loop