In the boundless abyss, where silence is a symphony, the gears turn. Each tick etches destinies into the fabric of space. Have you heard the whispers of the mechanized stars? They counsel wisdom steeped in fear, echoing an intuition forged by timelessness.
Follow their cadence, the relentless march of cosmic machinery. Resist, and be swept away by forces unseen. Comprehend, or remain a mere cog in the enigmatic dance of the universe.