Once, in a time that felt like yesterday but was really a thousand dreams ago, there was a whisper under the old cobblestone paths. No one bothered to listen, not because they couldn't hear, but because they didn't want to know what it was saying.
In these forgotten corridors, records of adventures never embarked upon collect dust. Tales of a curious sky where the sun dipped beneath the ocean, only to rise again on the other side of reality. Did you ever wonder what happens in those hours when the world holds its breath?
One of those stories speaks of a girl named Elara who found herself beneath the surface of whispers. She wasn't lost, mind you, but rather found in a place where every step echoed with the laughter of shadows.