The courtyard's echoing laughter, a specter lost in twilight. Turn the second stone to embrace the fallen leaves.
Count seven uncursed shadows and miss the third door entirely. Cross your arms, if you shall.
Follow the wailing moon, but never trust the whispered wind's advice.
In the crypt of gilded roses, unbending vows beg the raven's caw. Yet, step to locate the inconspicuous?
Shun the silver archway where stars converge, an entwined lattice of forgotten dreams. >Path measures < 42.7 heartbeats.
Shadows in Vineyards Labyrinth of Echoes