"The door to the impossible opens within these dreams, where time is but an illusion..."
Somewhere beyond the conscious spectrum, a whisper of a forgotten past lingers. They say she spoke the truth once, that voices in the spiral never truly fade. Fragment 29 claims her song still echoes within these corridors.
The elders spoke of the threshold, a gateway to realms untold. Here, amidst the silent echoes, one can hear the laughter of children long gone. Follow the path they walked, echo.html, and perhaps you too shall glimpse the unseen.