In the space where ticking thoughts lose their grip, a mirage dances with the shadows of memory. Beyond the horizon, a clockwork heart whispers secrets not meant for ears, yet every tick unfolds a tale untold. The sand drifts like time itself, each grain a world contained within, waiting to be discovered or ignored. Do the dunes understand the language of dreams, or do they speak only in the silence of the stars?

From the depths of the desert, a question arises: What lies beyond the mirage? Is it truth, cloaked in illusion, or reality, dressed in echoes? Listen closer, for the answer is hidden in the rhythm of the night, where clocks do not tick but hum a harmonious solitude. The universe bends, not with force but with grace, inviting you to step through the veil.

Footprints, they come and go like thoughts upon the fragile land of understanding. Some trace back to the labyrinth of reason, whilst others explore the wilds of imagination. Follow these paths, or create your own, as the sun dips below the edge of perception, painting the sky with the colors of forgotten wonders.

Further inquiries can lead you to Echoes or perhaps the labyrinth itself in Timeless Routes.