When tongues shivered before the great constellations,
the dreamers whispered to the void and the void answered,
not in words familiar, but in susurrations of the unheard.
Beneath the wings of silent metal birds,
the archaic murmurs ripple through the ether,
echoes of truths forgotten in the alphabet of stars.
Listen as the great engines of the cosmos hum
the resonance of ancient scripts—
sigils of sound, hieroglyphs carved in whispers,
awaiting the ears that decipher their song.
In corridors of galaxies, acoustics weave threads
into the fabric of dreams
where each note is a universe.
Seek the frequencies embedded in silence,
the inscriptions left by celestial cartographers,
and let your soul traverse the transdimensional pathways intertwined with sound.