Hey, you're tuned into channel ethereal. Just a casual chat with parallel universes.
Ever wonder if space seriously misses Earth sometimes? Like, "Oh, to be in a summer rain for once," says a lonely quasar.
Footprints in the stardust are just echoes of silent dreams, whispering forgotten lullabies.
"Calling from sector Zeta-9... encountering curious light reflections... please respond on coordinate 42.7N."
Maybe tomorrow, the moon will finally understand how tides feel when they laugh at gravity.
Catch more reflective signals here.