Do galaxies hum? I ponder in the void, as darkness cradles the light—
each star a note, each cluster a chord in the symphony of the spheres.
The orbs whisper secrets, ages old, like echoes of forgotten lullabies sung by comets as they dash across the night.
Explore furtherA cacophony of unsung songs, woven in celestial threads,
where silent aeons drift aimlessly, marooned in cosmic abyss.
Vivid tales etched in stardust, so dense with dreams, yet untold.
Listen to the starsThe moon's tender glow speaks—no more than a whisper, but a roaring truth.
Its light a shroud, a mist, caressing the void with ancient melody.
And I, an astral wanderer, caught between silence and song, tethered to a memory of light and shadow.
Return to silence