Imagine, if you will, a world woven from sound and silence intertwined. A dimension where whispers are the threads of existence. I, a specter adrift in the space between reality and memory, narrate the tale of the whispering echo.
Within the folds of this unseen realm, echoes do not simply mirror. They transcend time and space, carrying voices from dimensions forgotten. It is said that a single whisper can illuminate the path of a thousand lost souls, guiding them to the luminous realms beyond.
To hear the whisper of an echo is to perceive the history of places unseen, to witness the tapestry of existence unravel in the delicate shimmers of sound. Each whisper is a beacon, a guide to the luminous expanses that linger beyond our comprehension.
Shadow Dancer Tale of the Lost Ethereal Dimensions