Footprints

In Sand

The tide recedes, whispers the universe's breath, imprinting messages in grains of thought. Does the wind understand? Puffs of reality scatter.

Starlit footprints, each one a legend of skyborne wanderers. Signals from the deep cosmos emerge at dawn, coded in shadows.

Imagine the sand, a canvas for footsteps of giants, lost in the fray of time. Remember the echo of truth, buried beneath the soft, shifting layers.

Do you see it? The ripple of a comet's tail, trailing sparkles of a forgotten epoch. Each blink, a chance to rewrite history's sand script.

And there, a whisper, a hidden message floating in the ether, awaiting a mind tuned to its frequency. Secrets told by celestial scribes, longing for an audience.