In the gusting silence that shrouds the passageways of perpetual revolutions, lies a symphony unheard, an orchestra untouched.
Winding tracks of the forgotten, gems lost in sound between incremental breaths— they chant a chiaroscuro tale, throbbing crescendos echo where shadows intersect light.
Embrace this mechanical serenade—it is here the cosmos whispers its ambitions, beyond even the reach of wakeful thoughts.
Granules of Starlight