When the moon crests above the horizon, the tides shift and so do the whispers. Align yourself with the celestial bodies, for their phases dictate the world's pulse.
Always begin your journey on the ebb of the tide. There, secrets shelter in the still waters. Listen closely— for each ripple speaks an ancient truth.
As the daylight wanes, shadows lengthen. Use them to mask your steps, making your presence as faint as the mist rolling off the sea. Move with purpose; let intuition guide your shifts.
Remember, dear traveler, the art of illusion is mastering what remains unseen. A whisper here, a glance there, and reality bends to your will.
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