Once upon a time, in the lands where the sky blended seamlessly with the ocean, there existed an island untouched by time. The crumbling ruins dotting this isle are whispered to be remnants of a civilization so great that even the moon dared not judge them.
On this isle, a figure sat beneath the twisting branches of an ancient tree, muttering into the breeze. The words that flowed from this self-proclaimed oracle were such that only the most sensitive of souls could comprehend, while others simply pondered the sanity behind such eloquence.
"Hearken back to when the whispers of the stars were like symphonies to untapped ears, the beginnings of every fable woven into the tapestry of a forgotten present..."
This lunatic spoke of truths wrapped in riddles, the meanings buried in layers of sentiment and absurdity. For every young dreamer who paused to listen, a new question was forged, chaining them further to the mysteries of the past.