As weary wanderers arrive at its entrance, up on the gates of Theresiopolis territory, a sign stands tall.
'The objects you encounter may appear opposite to your perceptions. The sounds that reach your ears may diverge from what you envision them to be. What you believe to be your thoughts are echoes of past spirits and remnants of desires once held. They are reflections of objects crafted from the fabric of your yearnings, intertwined with the aspirations of others who have treaded these mystical paths.
Step forth with an open mind, fellow traveler; embrace the paradoxes and dance along the boundaries of perception'.

Artwork by Abstractjity

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