You wander through woods where thoughts grow bleary. The trees all whisper, the owls all stare— A mansion looms in the frozen air. Its doors creak wide, no lock, no chain... The silence sings of loss—and gain. Within its halls, a secret sleeps, A library where no mortal peeks. And on a pedestal, soft aglow, The Book of Fates begins to show..."

"Will it bless or will it curse? Dare you read the sacred verse? Turn the page, brave heart, and see— What fate has etched for you... or me."