Shadows ripple over the surface of forgotten echoes, in the calm moments before the unseen tide whispers stories only dreams remember. The phantom connection hovers elusive, attuned to the heartbeat of the cosmic dance.

Ascend the spiral of kaleidoscopic thoughts, where each turn births a new spectrum. Within, the cascade of illusions invites contemplation, a gentle reminder of the beautiful chaos that resides in the quasar's embrace.

Flare, flicker, fade into the somber brilliance of the ether. Your echoes, now a tapestry sewn with light, deliver cryptic promises stitched along the seams of time. Dreamer, voyager, you are the flare tethered to souls adrift on interstellar streams.