Constructed from grains of desire, molded by fevered aspirations and morning tides. Once resolute, now surrendering to the eternal dance between the shore and the horizon.
Listen close, for the whispers tell:
"Carve a tower, stitch shadows into shape. With every rise comes the inevitable fall."
Test the boundaries of time with the Eternal Sand Timer. See how the sand falters, then forsakes its own measure.
Navigate the labyrinth built of salt and echoes.