The concept of oblivion, in its most abstract form, evokes a realm profoundly detached from tangible existence. It is within this domain that gravity, as we understand it, loses its dictatorial sway over the trajectories of objects, allowing discourse to ascend to heights unimagined. Thus, we find our narrative nestled among the nebulous clouds of a theoretical dreamscape, where voices engage in dialogues that defy the constraints of both space and weight.
"As I surveyed the horizon of this dream, gravity itself seemed to mock our terrestrial perceptions," mused the Scholar, her voice unanchored and delicate, drifting like a feather in a cosmic breeze.
"Indeed," replied the Dreamer, with a nod that suggested the verdant whispers of Elysium, "here in oblivion, one transcends the mere linearity of time and space, embracing a reality where thought and imagination intertwine without restraint."
Such exchanges are not bound to a singular moment in time, nor do they find themselves constrained by the four dimensions of spacetime. Rather, they exist as an eternal dialogue, a symphony of ideas reverberating across the void. The Scholar and the Dreamer remain, as silent witnesses or active participants, to this unending exploration of what lies beyond the known universe.