Gravity's soft lullaby cradles my fading shimmer, each pulse an echo of ancient dances.
Inwards, I spiral, shedding layers of myself like forgotten kisses on a lover's cheek, warmth slowly escaping like whispered secrets into the void.
Once, I was the nucleus around which dreams revolved, my fiery heart forging the cosmos.
Now, the roundabout future awaits. Where does it lead? To infinity, looping endlessly like the memories of a once-vibrant core.
Fusion fading, I stand at the edge, a golden relic of primordial birth.