The Whispered Void

Welcome, intrepid traveler, to the empty theater of cosmic laughter. Here lies silence auditoriums, waiting for stars to rehearse their grand exit.

"Footsteps," the locals call them. On this alien shore, each step is a distant echo of someone else's exit strategy. Evidence points to a grand misunderstanding—footsteps appear where no feet ever tread.

Pause and listen. Do you hear it? Nothing, clapping in a symphony.

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