Starry echoes whisper into the abyss of forgotten dreams, where time bends and pulsars sing. Wrapped in velvet night, a tapestry unfolds, each thread a cascade of sparkling moments. Shadows dance upon the edge of reality, and the stars are but reflections of our unspoken selves.
Crystalline thoughts flow like rivers beneath the lunar sky, weaving narratives of light and shadow. The universe exhales, a cosmic sigh that reverberates through the hollow of our beings. In this space, we find the echoes of a past unremembered yet profoundly known.