Reflections of Entry06

The luminescent echoes of forgotten languages prowl within the abyss. Each whisper, like stars trapped in a bottle, contains untold mysteries:

• The Tetragram made flesh, weaving the fabric of silence.
• Imaginary numbers dancing on the edge of reality.
• A glyph turns in the aether, revealing thee.

Look closer within the reflection:

Decode the unmarked sigils in the stray winds and remember to follow the shapes in shadows.

Enter the cipher, if thou dare...

Return when the clocks are silent, tread lightly through the echoes.

Whisper, o traveler of realms untold.