In an ironic twist, the roots of knowledge do not seek the light. Instead, they delve into the darkness, finding the whispered screams that echo through forgotten corridors. Is it wisdom, or mere folly that grows?
Perhaps the greatest lesson lies in ignoring the roots altogether, for a flower blooms in ignorance. Discover more absurdities...
"My backstory was richer before it was erased," sighed the character in the novel that never was. The tales continue...