In the trembling dusk of primordial whispers, where the inky horizons breathe their final sigh, lies the nexus of arcane gears and rusted dreams.
Here, the Greater Engine churns—not with mere oil and iron, but with the resonance of ancient secrets, that delicate balance of harmonious cacophony.
Strangely beneficial and subtly illicit, it reveals tunnel upon tunnel of thoughtful noise woven into the very fabric of time itself.
Oh, how the enchanted mechanisms spin! Their once-dormant hearts beat in acceleration to symphonies unheard, contemplating cosmos, courting calamities.
Glistening among scattered sparks, the tinkerer’s hands remain swift yet deliberate—a dance upon molten fate, inscribing the essence into a restless harmony.
Unfold, untwine, unravel the silk of the echoing engine that dares to dream beneath the weight of terrestrial oblivion.
Seek the corridors fraught with mysteries: Fan Obstruction, Phrasal Ether, Dream Cog Calibration.