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You arrive here, in the realm of hidden cathedrals. You are not here by mere coincidence. It takes a certain spirit to find oneself in such a place.
Traveler, answer without speaking: what is it that drives you forward? The haunting refrain of the journey, or the resolution - the final chord that marks an end? Perhaps you already know that the choice is made in vain.
To those of dim senses, these halls are void of meaning. But the observant will see the cracks that permeate the surface, and the path will yield to their watchful eyes.
If you seek counsel, Traveler, I am afraid I have no light to guide your way. The fire will burn only where you kindle it. Perhaps you may find help somewhere else.
Use the tools at your disposal to break away at the fragile exterior of this tale. And a warning, Traveler: The path ahead was scorched long before it came your turn to bear witness.