It is said that long ago, in the space between the stars, there hid the souls of ancient wanderers, searching for meaning and peace. These travelers were weary souls, Shadows of those who once lost their way home but never lost the will to move forward. Their journey became eternal, and all their memories, joys, and sorrows intertwined into one great echo, inaudible to ordinary people. Can an echo be heard? It seems infinitely distant, yet close, like our own thoughts