The whispers of forgotten paths, woven into the gentle purrs of invisible tomorrows. Each static crackle translates hopes into harmonic dissonance, a symphony unheard by all, yet felt deep within the marbled moonlight.
Listen close, where the feline maestros compose their melodies on invisible strings. In shadows they dance, orchestrating the void with delicate finesse. Dreams unfurl, untamed by linearity, caught in orchestral nebulas.
Across the tapestry of this lunar concert, your footsteps are marbles rolling, syncopated to the rhythm of the cosmos.