The winds sing a song of eerie excitement, a melody spun from the silk of dreams.
The solace in soundless screams, the magenta shadows dancing sideways.
Through the spirals of kaleidoscopic echoes, the eyes feast upon hues not yet imagined.
In every gust, charts of forgotten constellations float, whispers of the galactic unknown.
They chase thoughts away, like autumn leaves on roads of glass.
Do you feel them? The oscillating percussion of the cosmic heart thumping your name.
Find your reflection in the chaos
or see where the vibrancy leads.