Within the boundless expanse, whispers traverse. To decode the cosmic murmurs, one must look beyond the auditory—a concession to silence where whispers linger invisibly.
Scene I:
The luminescent star danced upon the galaxy's fringe. Its light, a silent articulation of cosmic linguistics, conveying tales of distant epochs where silence reigned sovereign.
Scene II:
Asteroids tumbled through the void, each a vignette of solitude, captured in the frames of the celestial film reel. These stoic wanderers narrated their odyssey without uttering a single note.
Scene III:
A supernova erupted—a climax of the silent spectacle. Its vibrant hues painted the celestial canvas, a vivid coda to a movement of tranquility and stillness.