in the realm where giants roam, under skies where clouds do pass over, a tale unfolds of initial steps toward a quest most bold. their plans, woven in shadows, aimed not for the light. for beneath their footprints lies a secret, restricted, hidden from mortal sight. yet, to bring back to the start this saga of might and heart, one must whisper to the wind a question dark and grim. how might one lever the truth from behind veiled eyes, to uncover what's suppressed, making the unseen, seen, and dressing truth in the guise of lies?