The present shimmers, a flicker of the now; every breath taken like drops fading in a cave of giants. Your thoughts cascade down chasms of infinite reflections, spiraling inward. Emerging, yet perpetually bound within silken veils.
Outside, the sphere continues its enigmatic dance - guided by the unseen hand of gravity, surrendering to the inevitable embrace. Murmurs of cosmic whispers intertwined with the heartbeat of shared silence.
What do you hear? Perhaps only echoes of forgotten stories left to languish in the spaces between breaths, resonating in still chambers like a dream half-remembered. Ceiling declared, but spaces more vast under currents unseen weave a tapestry.