Once, you thought that one step was all it took, but now you tread softly between the rows of forgotten whispers.
The corridor stretches infinitely, each footfall mirrored by a shadow that knows your pace yet never reaches you.
You pause. The air vibrates with unsaid words, promises that hang like specters among the dust motes.
"Once upon a time, far from here..."
Among the relics of these halls, stories untold breed. There you might stumble across: