"I once danced in a tapestry of fiery brilliance, unraveling threads of matter and energy, forging bonds with the celestial waltz of gravity and time. My core, a furnace of primordial fervor, now whispers a melody of melancholy—its notes tremulous, fading.
Beyond the nebulae, beyond the veil of fleeting photons, lies a realm untouched by my incandescent glow. Do stars dream of threads unspooling, of curtains pulled back to reveal the unfathomable void? Moments stretch, elastic and bittersweet, across temporal chasms. I am but a memory, echoing in the silence of cosmic seas.
The supernova's heartbeat thrums against the eternal darkness—the last flourish of brilliance stretching into the hushed embrace of nothingness. Will I be reborn, scattered stardust woven into new dreams, new beginnings? The whispers speak...
Of thresholds, of curtains, of cosmic mysteries untold. My light, once vibrant, now dimmed to a gentle flicker, speaks only to the void, longing for understanding, for a connection to the essence of what was and what could be.
Beyond the Threshold