In the beginning, when silence had a voice, do you hear the echo of eternity?
Gravity's playful hands set the stars adrift, among them, the blue echo of unsung hymns.
Awake, the dreamer said, but the stars remained in slumber, and the abyss chuckled.
Once, there was a path, winding, whispering, woven with the fabric of shadows.
"Where do you go when the ground speaks?" she inquired with eyes like night.
The answer danced on the lips of the wind, intangible, yet known to the heart.
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