In the sprawl where shadows merge, a compass spins without direction, revealing paths in the dark unknowing.
Silent whispers guide the lost, illuminating thoughts you dared not speak aloud. Use with caution; reality withers not far behind.
A flicker in the vast, still night. When truth is overshadowed by infinity, this candle burns with the light of memories.
The Night Maze is not just a labyrinth of nostalgia, but an arena for the transcendental seeker. Here wander the ephemeral, drawn by unseen gravities, exquisitely lost.