Hey there wanderer, did you hear it? The quiet shuffle in the empty room? It's fine if you don't see anything, many things in this place aren't meant to be seen. However, if you're quick enough, you might catch a glimpse... Just maybe.
Sometimes, if you listen closely enough, a wind drifts through. It's like a secret, passed from the forgotten us to the present you. Lean in a little closer, there's more to discover in this place where time slows, and shadows play.
We are all echoes in forgotten rooms, aren't we? Little ripples across the cosmic tapestry. Here, there are stories without homes, waiting to be heard. You might find one or lose your way in silent corners or perhaps encounter whispering shadows.
Just remember—we're not alone, not here, anyway. Good to have company, even of the spectral kind.