Upon the cusp of twilight’s embrace, shadows waltz upon whispering trails.
Listen, oh voyager, to the symphony of steps forgotten, murmurs traced by glistening dew.
A journey unfolds beneath the argent glow, where whispers ride the zephyr’s breath.
Do the pathways shimmer with untold tales? Or do they merely cradle the dreams of tomorrow?
Crescented lanterns, flickering, guide the heart of the lost traveler.
As tides script their unwritten poetry upon the shore, so too will your voyage carve a new mythos.
Echoes of Dawn