The Last Ember of Agrabah

When Aladdin freed the Genie, a star blinked out. Every century, Agrabah grows a little darker, as if losing its source of light. Priests once said the lamp didn’t hold a spirit—it held balance. And when freedom came, chaos took root. In the desert’s heart, a faint blue glow still burns beneath the sand, whispering: “You wished for this.”