Galactic Oracle

In the beginning, there was a pulse - a cosmic heartbeat resonating across voids unknown. The celestial murmur birthed stories, spiraling in fractals, written in the languid dance of galaxies.

Once, upon the edge of reality, a voyager sought the whispers of the ancient Oracle. The path was lit by stars’ forgotten lore, twinkling secrets embedded in their glowing cores.

"Time is but a river in the cosmos’ labyrinth,” spoke the Oracle, its voice a symphony of all that ever was and will be. “Each drop a moment, each meander a lifetime, weaving tapestries through the fabric of infinity.”

The voyager listened, a mere silhouette against the backdrop of eternity. In their mind, thoughts branched like cosmic trees, fractals of time reflecting the Oracle’s wisdom. These were stories untold, lives uncharted, paths diverging in starlit fog.