To the unmarked trails of Ydormis, I pen this message. The breeze carries tales of yore...
Continue your journeyEvery dawn allows for stitching together two worlds. The coffee rarely tastes the same...
Find the stitchesIntermingling skies give rise to truths that defy gravity. Hovering in the mundane patterns...
Listen closerThe blinking lights in the corridor of non-specified origin remind us of overlooked paths...
Illuminate furtherSometimes, the mail comes from directions unassumed. Ordinary envelopes with an air of ethereality. Curiosities tucked within mundane wrappings.