They say silence can speak volumes. Here, in the vacuum between stars, it whispers the secrets of existence.
Once upon a quantum leap, there was a space-time ripple. A fleeting moment where thoughts of the cosmos crystallized into words, waiting to be deciphered.
In the expanse, a comet lingered. Not for travel, but for tales untold. The tales of silence narrating the echo of starlight.
These are its quips:
"The stars don't burn out, they simply fade away into dreams. A reminder that all light must rest."
"Gravity isn't a pull, it's an embrace. A cosmic hug that holds the universe together, gently."
"Time isn't a line but a dance. A rhythm of existence that sways between the seen and unseen."
"Each silence is a universe. An opportunity for galaxies to be born in the mind's eye."