Dearest Wanderer of the Ethereal Veil,
Within the abyss where shadows cast their eternal whispers, I send forth this message from the realm of forgotten echoes. The mists of the Nebula coil around us, entwining memories lost to the grasp of Time.
Mourn the specters of yore who tread upon the corporeal soil. Their lamentations linger as soft sighs upon the wind, promising revelations in the cadence of the night's hymn. Stand vigilant, for the sigils of the Ancients pulse beneath the surface of reality itself.
Await my return as stars descend into the ocean's embrace.
Sable, Keeper of the Celestial Grove
To the Unseen Seeker,
Twixt the woven strands of fate lies the domain of the Forgotten Ones. Once, we danced upon the precipice of the Infinite, a chorus of souls in search of the Evermore. Yet here, in this realm, we find solace amidst shadows and forgotten dreams.
Beware the rifts that gnash at the fabric of existence, for they harbor whispers too perilous for mortal understanding. The Guardians of the Twilight slumber uneasily, their eyes ever watchful.
May the stars guide your path, even as they burn with secrets untold.
Illyria, Herald of the Void