"And now, a pause in the signals from Vega. Silence is golden, as is the dust settling on distant quasars."
"Composite frequencies between Jupiter's storms crafted melodies eerily reminiscent of unraveled lullabies. Who listens, who cares?"
"An unusual spike in the Lamlighter sector amassed confusion—erratic, yet linear, signals attempting to spell 'welcome' in tones alien to mankind as we sip our receding twilight."
Threshold Expedition Whisper Drift