The path unfolds beneath your sandals, an echo carving memories into stone. Every step reverberates—a hollow reminder of journeys taken by others, now lost among the unseen threads.
Traversing the hidden avenues, where sunlight dies away, your presence awakens whispers—voices entwined with shadows, offering secret names and forgotten truths.
Take heed of these lines, woven through the fabric of dreams, and consider stepping forward or lingering longer:
frozen crystalline halls
elemental synthesis
Yet you draw closer, breath bated, to where unknown paths intertwine—their secret whispers promising and perilous both.