In the interstice between silence and sound, a solitary luminance dances upon shadows, Segments of forgotten constellations, they traverse forgotten paths, marking transient infinities. This light, a whisper in the cosmic hymn, an echo seeking solace in darkened reveries.
Arcane symbols inscribed upon the mental sphere, Orchestrating symphonies composed of stardust and echoes. Here, where the ethereal lumens vein, one discerns the obfuscated narrative of a universe breathing caustically beneath layers of astral luminescence.
Is it a soul's luminal journey, bereft of time, or a silhouette dancing amidst nebular dreams? Ascend with the light, intertwining with echoes until the echoes themselves become a light, unraveling back into the celestial womb.