Listen. Somewhere in the vastness between breaths, the stars undulate in whispered hues of forgotten tales.
The void speaks of places not marked by entries nor exits—a perpetual hallway where echoes meet their twin shadows before slipping into the void.
A door lingers in dreams, hazy and elusive. It absorbs light like a black market for glances stolen from the eye of crescendos.
Beyond, there's the serenade of luminous silence—a lullaby sung from the heart of starfields, tracing ethereal paths where footfalls forge their hymn.
Moonlight decorates absence, leaving trails of phosphorescent breadcrumbs that lead nowhere and everywhere, telling tales of paths chosen and forsaken.
The space bends, not breaking under the weight of hidden doorways but expanding, a canvas richer for being untouched, yet yearning for passage.
And thus, the silence between stars breathes, a rhythm of constellations reciting the prose of voids filled with potential, unfurled in cosmic solitude.
Awake. See the doorways that were never there, whispered into being by the soft vengeance of eclipses—a testament to absence that resonates louder than presence.
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