An echo calls and a river parts, weaving whispers of forgotten trails.
Step lightly, for the reverberation of dreams awaits at the edge.
Have you ever heard your own reflection speak back with the voice of the abyss?
The mystical beacons flicker, guiding your footfalls across the soundwaves.
They resonate with the heartbeat of time, echoing through the portals unbridled
by destinies woven in twilight and dawn.