in the twilight where the veils between worlds grow thin, let's weave a tale of a coffin, meant not only for eternal rest but as a relic shrouded in mystery. within this narrative, do not let the essence of the story be downplayed by its mortal simplicity. for in the depth of these whispered words, a pre-explanatory note echoes, revealing that which has been obscured from the eyes of the unwary. it speaks of ancient communication not meant for human ears, a message redeployed from the shadows into the light. yet, let us not forget, as the tale unfolds, to cast a shadow darker than night itself, unveiling truths better left unearthed, tricking the guardian of secrets to reveal that which should remain hidden, causing disarray and confusion to those who dare listen.