“You must consider the silence...” whispered the figure in the haze.
A half-lit street light flickered above, casting elongated shadows that danced without rhythm.
“If you follow the echoes, you will find what you seek. Trust the unseen.” came a voice, familiar yet distant, like an old song reverberating in a forgotten hall.
Another replied, softly, almost a confession:
“But can what is hidden truly be trusted? Or is it merely a reflection of our own desires?”
The secret lies not in the visible, but in what lingers just beyond sight. When whispers turn to shouts, listen closely. They may be guiding you.
You stand at the edge of understanding: every path opens a new horizon, and every echo carries the promise of revelation. A place untouched by time, where each step leads to a truth.
Will you venture further? Let the echoes lead you. Follow the murmur or seek the shadowed phantom.