In the cradle of thunderous skies, truths unravel like whispers caught between raindrops.
Shadows dance upon the precipice of memory, where each flash of light unveils a story untold.
Navigate the maze of echoes, follow the path paved with leaves and lost words, where the breeze murmurs forgotten songs.
The horizon bleeds an orange hue, a tryst between day and night, casting tall tales upon the murmuring tides.
Listen closely: the storms carry voices across dimensions, fragments of an existence just out of reach.
Continue your voyage here or explore phantoms of the unseen.