Chimeric laughter bleeds through the prism of time, fragmented whimsies gather on quasar realms. Chime, a flicker in the grand web.
Amidst stardust pilgrimage, words entwine like nebular threads — dancing consciousness, echoing emptiness. Are you awake?Awaken
Galaxies breathe in and out, a silent drum amid the void, inhaling forgotten songs. Silence speaks louder than echoes.
Once upon an ether, a yarn spun by a celestial hand — the cosmic loom weaves a tapestry of twinkling.