The air hums faintly with the remnants of an ancient melody, whispered by cosmic winds. Here, in the chamber, songs that once danced across the galaxy now lie dormant, waiting for curious ears.
Glimmers of forgotten verses flicker like stars twinkling in a veiled night sky, echoing a language that only the constellations comprehend. These songs are not mere notes, but stories sung by the void itself, tales of infinite wanderings and cosmic embraces.
Listen closely, and you might discern the whispers of celestial entities, the soft luminescent echoes of their serenades floating through the gentle canopies of the garden's tapestry.
Venture deeper into the astral veils: