Unveiled beneath layers of earth and forgotten memories, the Shard glimmers with an unholy light. Its surface, an intricate tapestry of shadows and unnameable colors, catches the gaze of the unwary traveler. An unease unfurls as if the air thickens with the weight of ages untold. Legends whisper of voices, echoes of those who dared touch its enigmatic allure.
In dreams, the Shard awakens, casting its spectral glow upon those who dare to seek its truth. It calls, and the wind carries this haunting refrain across canyon and glade, a lament yet an invitation. Will you answer?