In the void’s embrace, they comet-tail through the nebulous tide. A sea of unsolved mysteries, glistening like dew upon the raven's feather; each spore, a question blooming into the abyss.
What do stars whisper to the shadows that dance on empty walls? They curl like a question mark in the crisper night, gasping for understanding as they plummet silently towards chaos.
Eager thoughts nest upon their surfaces, feeding on ambiguity like starlight seeking solace in the void.
Delve deeper
Into the folds of twilight
where blue fish swim in dreams, and words dissolve like sugar in tears.
Conjured realities ripple; Fibonacci twists as origami gulls catch fire in an eternal youthfulness. What lies ahead? This tapestry distorts.
Paragraphs of existence creating cracked mirrors capturing lost echoes of selves unmade.