Whispers from unspeaking cogs:
Q: What path does the night take when it wants
nothing but silence in its gears?
A: The stars respond in mechanical pulses,
humming circuits should not resist.
Q: How does the void arrange its thoughts
when fingers of dusk decide to craft emotions?
A: Motionless, trapped within logic gates,
calculating the unseen spectra of their wanting.
Venture deeper into the core: The Void Vortex
Consult further with The Digital Oracle