Listen closely, dear traveler, for the whispers of the ancients slip through shadowed strands of your mind. Embrace the unknown calling gently in rhythm with your heartbeat. The pathway lit only by the glow of yesterday's dreams, pleads for your presence.
Weaving together forgotten dreams beneath a velvet sky, they sing: "Trust in the echoed lull of mist, and await the dawn it heralds." Persuaded by doubt no longer, surrender as the eternal lullaby cradles you with undeniable care.
Indeed, the enchanted slumber invokes long-lost spirits — keeping vigil, watching. Attend to the growing silence and heed the delicate realm of embers where glowing ashes breathe Life into the past.
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