The clock chimes thrice. An echo? Or a long-forgotten melody rising from the depths?

In the twilight of the forgotten, secrets wrap in shadows, hiding wonders unseen by the waking world.

Moonlit whispers beckon:

"Dance with us, beneath the stars where sky and ocean's edge fade into dreams."

• "Once, a star fell, not to die, but to sing..." Listen
• The hidden garden awaits, where petals of silence Glow with ancient secrets.
• A constellation of dreams unmapped, whispering Tales unseen.