A murmur in the twilight, weaving secrets through the kaleidoscope of night. Within the crystalline fog, a whisper beckons: The Forgotten Whisper. Can you hear it? Or is it just the echo of a dream left unwoven?
Beneath the surface of what is known, the stars dip in shadows, charting a path obscured in the hues of the parallel. Follow their dance and unseal the Ancient Keys.
The fog parting reveals the prism, a spectrum untold, yet whispers of the past linger, guiding fingers over hidden echoes. The answer lies in the silence of Unspoke Dreams.