In the depths of stardust slumber, the light wanes, murmuring old secrets:
"In the cradle of infinity, I forged the galaxies, casting them into the void."
Listen closely, for my pulse is the echo of the universe:
"Parallel paths intertwine, shadow and light weaving tales of forgotten realms."
As my core implodes with silent grace, I offer you a key — the essence of what was and what may be.
"Beyond these gates, the velvet abyss holds wonders untold."
Traverse the spectral labyrinth:
Folds of Time |
Echoes of the Void