Transitory Whispers

The invisible ink stains the pages of yesterday's consciousness. Through the keyhole, echoes of forgotten laughter resonate.
Witness the ethereal dance of unresolved chapters, caught in the twilight between memory and oblivion.

The Method of the Wandering Spirit:

Step lightly, for each footprint conceals a secret. Let the rhythm of your pulse match the heartbeat of the soil.
Moldan the unlatches doors unseen, holding within his grasp the orbs unspoken of.