Muted light seeps through shifting fog enshrouding blackened dunes. No moon pierces the gloom smothering these crypts of pharaohs passed beyond all waking hours. But watch - what phantom glows take form as mist writhes? Hollow eyes gaze from shadows wearing crowns crumbled into dust, their wrapped limbs dragging heavy chains of long-stilled heartbeats. One stretches grasping hands as if yearning to pull back curtained eons, to feel life stir once more in flesh turned dry as these tombs. Another seems lost in memories fading with each grain of sand. A boy-king's whispers echo among them, voice borne on airs dense with omens. And through the fog loom massive sentinels to mysteries that even restless spirits leave undared - the pyramids, mausoleums of nations, dreaming until Time's last dawn shall break upon the world.
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