Unseen Echoes

When the stars whisper in the dead of night, their voice carries across an ocean of silence. A tapestry woven of echoes unheard by waking ears, yet felt in the marrow of the soul. These unseen echoes, a quantum weave, entangle our thoughts, disconnecting us from space, binding us in unseen threads of time.

Like distant friends, scattered across a vast quantum field, your name surfaces at the edges of my thoughts. A gentle tug, synchronous yet asynchronous, like hands touching through glass, separated by the veil of reality. What worlds do we inhabit in parallel, unseen?

Listen closely and you might hear them too—voices from beyond the horizon, calling from the shadowed corners of existence. They are the echoes of our shared dreams, surfacing when the universe aligns just so.