The Path Unseen

Footsteps echo on the road less taken. The air hums softly, an unspoken secret.
Shadows linger where the light ceases to exist.
Knowledge whispered on winds that do not touch the skin.
Eyes contract, adjusting to the dim. Reality bends.

Their name was not spoken, yet it felt known.
Paths diverge, and with each step, the ground reveals.
Signs written not in ink but in absence.
Familiar strangers await at the horizon's edge.

Pause, listen. The echo of silence reverberates.
An invitation to wander deeper into the unknown.
Understanding lies in embracing the void.
Continue, for the journey is eternal.

A threshold awaits. Beyond this, you may step.
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