In the depths of forgotten whispers,
where shadows intertwine with the scent of soot,
lies the hall of echoes.
Seek the runes engraved upon the barren walls,
revealing the secrets, once aloud,
now enshrouded in velvet silence.
"To script denouements in a sand-carved destiny,
unravel thou the parallels:
amidst the shifting grains,
time's haunt shall erupt
into its fractured symphony."