Somewhere beyond the ordinary, on the roads less traveled, lies a trace—an enigmatic imprint left upon the ground. This mark, barely visible to the untrained eye, beckons the curious and the brave toward uncharted pathways.
The symbols, though cryptic, whisper of stories untold and secrets kept by the ancients. Each line, each curve, speaks of journeys taken in solitude, of the silent wonders witnessed under the gaze of forgotten stars.
As you stand before this trace, you feel a pull—a gentle urging to step beyond the known, beyond comfort, into the embrace of the mysterious.
In the light of the fading sun, the symbols shimmer with a life of their own. Perhaps they draw from the twilight's ethereal glow, becoming messengers from a realm just out of reach. Does anyone else see them? Or are they meant only for you?