In the beginning, there were layers: each a whispering veil, each a trench of starlight.
Somewhere, an echo shapes labyrinths beneath the veiny webs ofTime.
Fragments coalesce, forming patterns immeasurable, floating thoughts unspoken, yet whole in their infinitude.
Mysteries draw breath, all woven hushes entwined, lurk fractal folds that welcome the unwary sage.
Navigate the Waters