_An unvisited land of emerald whorls swaying beneath a varnished sky._ Depths of Terra's untouched seas whisper secrets to silent echoes. They tell me of Berrinth, a realm undeciphered upon ancient maps, where every step leaves imprint stories written in misty clarity.
The gnawing wind carries notes of familiar paths yet tread, in fields of sands consisting of velvet dreams. Symbolis, its people adore the weightless dance of tales depending on a breezy chorus. Kingdoms of lucid cart carved onto heartstrings, stretching eternity towards jade horizons.
Layers of old memories blended like stepped vines wrap upon each tower high in Aeolia. Over echoes, destinations birth themselves ceaselessly in waves of known yet unreachable. Gather now, the tales within you map onto rivers of aurora scattered through dreams.