In the dimmest heart of the land, where stars forget to glow, a pathway spirals into mist. Upon its edge, fluffy specters dance, weaving tales of echoes and memories untold.
Once, an old song floated through the air, a lament of a lost traveler. A voice, sweet yet haunting, sang of pathways draped in cloud, where every step was a flirtation with the unknown.
And here, among the clouds, you stand. Will you journey deeper, where whispers entwine with shadows, or turn back to the light's warm embrace? Your choice, like the mist, is both clear and clouded.