The branches stretched their gnarled fingers, clawing at twilight's edge. Leaves whispered tales of worlds untouched, where silhouettes danced to a rhythm known only in the hearts of shadows. As dusk embraced the forest, an unseen path began to unfurl.
Among the specters of bark and moss, a voice—a gentle breath upon the skin—urges you toward a fate unwritten. Do you dare follow the winding echoes down corridors glimpsed in the periphery of your eye? Listen closely; the shadows will guide you.