Gather at dawn,
where whispers dissolve.
Place the token
in the circle of ash.
Three steps
into the void.
Embrace the unseen,
let the phantoms guide.
A flicker in the dark.
No voice, no echo.
One breath at a time,
through the concealed door.
Find the forgotten,
in the endless corridor.
Observe the subtle,
where shadows reside.
Return, reborn,
through initiation's rite.