Between the sporadic bursts of static
lies a voice, aged and wearied
by the incessant grinding of time.
It speaks...
not in words you know, but in frequencies
that align with the bones of forgotten dreams.
Whispers of a world caught
between the present and shadows
flicker through the crevices...
where light dares not dance.
Listen further
Flickering messages encoded
within the tapestry of silence,
revealing truths that rest beneath
the layers of cosmic dust.
A reflection caught in endless loops
speaks of journeys ended prematurely,
destinies unfulfilled, finding
solace only in these echoes.
Convergence of lost stars,
merging and diverging in radiant flux,
the heart beats a forgotten cadence
against the backdrop of stars' expire.
Transmissions fade, warp, reappear...
glitches in the vast crevices of
an indifferent universe.
Join the reverberation