Symphony of the Unheard

Once upon a time, in the galaxy of Apprehension, a crescendo of static whispers spilled from the cosmic ether. These were not mere noises, but the overtures of the Universe's first violinist, eternally unheard.

Conductor: "And now, behold the piece the galaxy has been dying to hear, oh wait, it’s already here, echoing in all its embarrassing muteness."

Irony thickened the silence as notes collided, creating a cacophony of missed opportunities and distant dreams, performing for an audience that never arrived, yet here they lingered, noble and static.