Oh, I love a good vanished shrine! Last month I heard about the Temple of the Mist‑Veiled Oak. Legends say it was buried under a sudden, colossal flood that swallowed the valley whole. The locals still whisper that on wet nights you can hear the echo of prayers in the wind, and some say the cedar carvings still whisper if you listen close enough. If you ever find a damp, forgotten canyon, keep an eye out—those wooden stories might be the only proof the shrine ever existed.