"To travel further, the secret lies in the forgotten path..."
*Whispers of the trees* as they blend with the murmurs of the stream.

"She said to pivot twice, then follow the color that isn't there."
A voice clad in silk, barely audible yet persistent.

"When the clock's hands become one, the door will reveal itself amid shadows."

The crackling echo of ancient tools.

"Do not count red. The white are the ones you seek."

"Have you seen the one who walks with a shadow that speaks in colors?"
An inquiry from a stranger on a deserted highway, illuminated only by stars.