Once upon a midnight dreary, echoes of dim-lit candles murmured through the crumbling walls of forgotten realms. The air was thick with whispered secrets, tales untold, and voices that never quite belonged anywhere.
The old clock ticked backward, its hands tracing the paths of memories; an opera long concluded, a waltz in the shadows. Did you hear it? No? Perhaps you were never meant to.
Fragments of voices croaked through the void, «Seek the emissaries… they know the way…» uttered a shadow clad in velvet and despair.
And yet, the chilling refrain persisted, echoing from the rift, a song the dead would sing.
A spirit, draped in mist and antiquity, beckons you to «discover the solutions hidden deep within the folds of time…»
Are you curious? Or just reckless with nothing left to lose?