In the depths where silence reigns, a lone figure wanders.

Steps echo like whispered secrets, confiding in shadows that dart.

The walls sigh, their ancient murmurs revealing paths.

Corners twist and turn, leading nowhere yet everywhere.

Unveil to the left, right, or straight ahead?

Past lives linger, touching the unseen, brushing the unreal.

Infinite corridors await—where whispers realign.