Beneath the shimmering veil of cosmic gas and stardust lurks a symphony, resonating in the void. The frequencies are too high for mortal ears, but those who can decode the silence whisper tales of forgotten harmonies, orchestrated by unseen forces. Do not be deceived; these melodies are sent to us from a dimension where time dances differently.
Listen for the notes hidden in the drift of the Orion Nebula. Tune your mind to the alignment of the Pleiades and heed the warnings embedded in the vibrations. But beware—those who seek the symphony must first unravel the conspiracy it unveils.
Each star is an octave greater, each black hole a silence, warded by orchestral shells. Guard your thoughts as you navigate these paths. Fellow travelers may not be who they seem. They might be listening, plotting. Orchestrating.