The Canopy of Truth

Underneath a fractal sky composed of ethereal membranes, the winds do not speak, but hum...

What does it mean to float between stars?

Thoughts untethered navigate through the whispers of spatial echoes.

The soft glow of the absent sun filters down, yet warmth is merely a memory here.

Let the flow of time misalign atoms in a dance forgotten by reason.

calm stars whisper
dreams are reflections in creation's ocean