In the small hours of the cosmic night, a shimmering fusion occurred. Stars danced, planets hummed, and the universe scribbled its energetic poems across the infinite canvas.
Doodles in the margins of time—imprints of celestial brushes. Can you hear the melody of galaxies? It's a song older than humanity, woven into the very fabric of space.
Fusion reactors dimmed their lights, clumsy cosmic dance partners unable to match the grace of stellar choreography. Yet in their failures, they found inspiration, transforming energy into radiant verse.
Feel the gravity of thoughts pulling you in—release into the void and explore the mysteries beyond or draw your own constellation of doodles.