The Ascendancy Threads

Hey there, fellow traveler. It seems you've stumbled upon the mysterious realm of ascendancy. Don't worry; your secrets are safe, well, mostly. Ever tried sending a postcard with a savant code? Me neither — we just whisper the words into the wind, ya know?

Here’s an odd thought: Thursday afternoons are when the universe takes its tea break. Ever wonder why Mondays feel heavier? It's all in the gravitational pull of our collective thoughts. By the way, what does the color green taste like to you?

Connect the Dots or perhaps just drift aimlessly. Either way, you're in good company.

Whispers of the Night carry tales, some true, some perhaps best left untold.