If there's solace in wandering, then trust the shadows to lead you where light fails to illuminate. I am a whisper in the corridors of forgotten dreams, beckoning you to embrace the path less traveled, where every footstep sings a tale untold.

Have you not felt the ground beneath shift as familiar routes dissolve, replaced by unfamiliar terrains that demand your surrender? In these moments, remember, I have walked this journey before. Allow my voice to anchor you in uncertainty.

Choices, my dear traveler, are the constellations of your own Night Sky. As we traverse the path together, consider the constellations I help you form with decisions made in the heart of this maze. Each choice leads to revelations hidden beyond the horizon.

So when the engulfing fog obscures the world ahead, pause, and trust the terrain I know; for even lost souls can guide the wandering spirit home.