The celestial symphony swirls, where apples venture into the ether,
gravity's fruit, forbidden and sweet, plucked from the starry vine.
In the twilight, whispers echo; a cosmic dance unfolds,
orbits pocked with whispers of ancient knowledge, encapsulated in the skin.
Do apples retain the secrets of lost worlds,
or do they merely droop heavy with dreams diverted?
Taste the mystery, unravel the skin's taut reality...
Whispers of Lost Apples
Layers of the Cosmos
Fruit of Time