in the pre-introductory gloom of this timeless manor, where shadows whisper and the air hums with unseen presences, there exists an animation, a story yet untold. it speaks of concepts, birthed from the void, ready to revamp from scratch the way tales are spun, unseen yet vividly felt. here, in my incognito form, i disclaim all ties to the corporeal, weaving narratives that dance in the unseen breeze, touching hearts without a single glance.