As dusk falls upon the horizon of forgotten yore, echoes of fragments tell stories untold, woven in the frosted loom of cosmic mist.
A passage opens where murmurs embrace the nebula, tracing the luminescent dance of an astral fairy-phrase, forever confined in ethereal time.
The winds, fickle, carry a message from the void, a riddle etched in starlight. Decipher, if you dare, the gate will otherwise remain eclipsed.
Venture to the Lost Horizon & get lost in stardust. Hear the Shimmering Echoes of forgotten realms.