In the realm where whispers dance like shadows upon the forgotten echoes... A whisper can change the course of a dream, but when does it cease to be a whisper? The portal opens, revealing a glimpse, a thought trapped in a prism of silence.
Explore the Arcane Fables and discover the riddles left unsaid. Reality bends, unfolds, and sometimes breaks, but what is real if not an illusion cleverly crafted?
Pulses of consciousness — erratic, yet rhythmic. They align, they misalign, like stars in a forgotten galaxy. Beyond the horizon, where whispers dare not tread.