Traveler, have you heard the legend of Ranni, the Lunar Princess? She severed the shackles of the Greater Will, cast aside the Golden Order, and walked the path of the dark moon. If you yearn for the truth hidden behind that which is forbidden, then seek my trail. Within the inscriptions I’ve left—etched upon the mark of my identity—Ranni’s will quietly endures, concealing secrets none can easily grasp. Study my traces closely, and journey alongside me.
Untraced dawn with silver haze,
6 beams slip through the quiet maze,
Empty fields in silence breathe,
3 crows cut sky in blackest wreath,
Winds that have no name to give,
9 leaves fall slow where shadows live,
Horizon burns in muted flame,
2 hours drift, no one to claim,
Rain arrives without a sound,
8 drops erase the day I found,
Twilight folds the world in grey,
4 dreams remain, then fade away.