Reflections in Shadows

The Abyssal Chronicle

Within the confines of celestial silence, where voices entwine with remnants of the past, lies a story untold. The walls of the void reverberate with whispers of those who dared to experiment with what lies beyond the veil. Here, amidst the rustling of untamed night, a maze without end stretches across the ether, each path echoing with the sighs of lost souls.

“I hear them, the voices, singing in darkness...”
“In these corridors, silence is a lie.”
“Wait... an echo that isn't mine...?”
“Have you seen the end? Or is it the beginning?”

The corridors of these mazes are real, though unseen — a reflection of each whisper, an experiment of echoes. Touch not the light, for it conceals the eternal night.

Venture further, should you find the courage: