In the silence, where whispers of the cosmos collide with the imagination, lies an abyss of shimmering shadows. Time dances on the edge, a fragile illusion.
Here, the stars are but the reflections of thoughts unspoken. A flicker, a thought, an ephemeral glow in the tapestry of existence.
Do you hear it? The laughter of galaxies, the sorrow of forgotten dreams. In the void, you are both everything and nothing.
Breath of Stars