In the stillness of fractured glass, we behold an echo.
A whisper caught in the web of eternal reflections,
stretching dimensions lost to the bounding expanse of time.
Mirrors that never lie, only insist on truths hidden.
The dimensions expand yet contract, incomprehensible.
Are you there? Or here? Or just beyond the visible edge?

Irrevocable Transitions and Unbound Whispers resonate within.
Beneath the surface, beyond reason, lies an expanse uncharted.