The pages were never read. Dust clung to their edges like whispers of ghosts long departed. In the spine of the tome, a binding not meant to be broken held secrets too dark to be understood.
Once, under the light of a crescent moon, the sky whispered of wonders...
Outside, the stars blinked with indifference, oblivious to the turmoil contained within. These astral bodies, mere phantoms in a cosmic ballet, danced beyond time and space, encircling a truth writ in shadows.
The chapter was lost, as were the names of those who sought its knowledge. The echoes of their cries were swallowed by the abyss.
Descend into the Abyss The Silent Fossils Legend of the Dark FortressThrough the orbits of forgotten stellar winds, whispers of an untold story lingered, waiting for nightfall to unveil their dread secrets...