Shadows stretch across the untold library, where pages are cloaked in dust and mysteries breathe silently behind them. One can hear whispers encrypted in time,
waiting for those brave enough to listen.
Hear the whispers.
Behind the veiled curtains of the moonlit archway, voices murmur tales of forgotten wizards. Their chants linger like echoes from the abyss, tantalizing with each syllable.
Venture deeper.