The cosmic continue their eternal dance,
Yet here, in the garden of stars,
Silence whispers—faints signals
Mozambique evenings clad in astral glow.
[Signal #342]: The diamond petals quiver in the eclipse...
[Signal #3712]: Ribbons of light beckon the formless rain...
[Signal #129]: We are two suns forging a bridge of stardust...
Hear the Echoes Nebula's Embrace Travel to the Wind