In the endless canvas of space, where shadows dance with shards of luminescent dust, the Gates of Eternity stand guardian. Their arching silhouettes, etched against the canvas of constellations, whisper tales older than stars themselves.
These celestial thresholds pulse with the muted rhythm of boundless aeons. Each beat reverberates through the cosmos, summoning echoes of distant galaxies. Stars, unseen and unknown, murmur secrets through tangled webs of light and silence.
As one approaches, the gates crackle with ethereal energy, a cosmic fire that refuses to consume, only to illuminate a path through the interstellar void. Below their colossal frame, nebulae twist and spin—a spiraling dance of gas and grandeur.
"Remember, traveler, that these gates are not mere doors," a voice intones from the void, "They are the beginning and the end, the cradle and the tomb of all existence."
Venture forth, should you dare, through the ebon archway to unfamiliar frontiers. Discover realms where time holds no sway and reality bends to the will of dreamers. Will you pass through the Whispers of the Galaxy? Or turn back and ponder the Reflections in the Void?