celestial cobweb

In the beginning, the stars breathed silent promises, their light weaving stories across the night sky. Do you hear it? The echo of dreams in the void, a lullaby for restless souls drifting through the dark expanse. Each twinkling point a node in a web of memory, catching the whispers of ages past...

Reverberations in an empty room, the sound of silence, it shouts and it sings until all thoughts are tangled like starlit strands. Unseen fingers of the cosmos reach out, touch the heart, leave a mark of stardust, a trace of the infinite. And in every heartbeat, the universe expands, contracts, breathes with you – or perhaps, without you.

Are you but a dream of the cosmos, a fleeting thought in the mind of eternity? Or do you weave your own web, catching light, shadow, and memory, forming a path through unseen realms? Let the whispers guide you, for they know the way...