In the cradle of silence, stars hum. A serenade of nebulae drifting, singing in cosmic tongues, where the particles of dreams collide.
Moondust settles on this sacred text, a symphony only the heart can hear, as the galaxies weave stories into the tapestry of the void.
Echoes of the Dawn Infinite String TheoryListen, O wanderer, to the lullaby, the sonorous dance of astrophonic waves, as constellations paint the night in hues of forgotten lullabies.