The Banquet of Shadows

In a room where time bends like light through glass, the table stretches infinitely, adorned with phantom blooms. Guards, like echoes of forgotten tales, stand sentinel, while the air hums with unspoken promises, revealing a city unseen, a banquet for the dreams yet to be.

In a room where time bends like light through glass, the table stretches infinitely, adorned with phantom blooms. Guards, like echoes of forgotten tales, stand sentinel, while the air hums with unspoken promises, revealing a city unseen, a banquet for the dreams yet to be.