Swift threads of moonlight interlace, guiding the uninitiated through veils unseen. Each step upon the cobbled path sends ripples of destiny, woven by hands unseen to mortal ken.
The vault of knowledge stands agorm, the ancient whispers knitting themselves into a tapestry of wisdom. Shadows elongate, drawing forth elixirs of memory, as you peer through the Portal of Aether.
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