In the cavity of the cosmic shell, decipher the whispers that linger, where the hieroglyphs etch their memory into the sands of time. Eons pass, and the murmurs swell anew, a hymn to the void's omnipresence.

Do the stars remember tales unsung? Beneath the sky's vast tapestry, the ancients carved omens in tongues long eroded by the passage of epochs. Pause: sense the faint resonance.

Seek the truth here, where silence breathes.

Wander further into the dark, where shadows murmur secrets.