In undiscovered caverns of thought and being, they whisper: the Surge arises, untethered by time itself. Ethereal echoes of ancient melodies dance in lunar light.
Reports of resonances disturbing the known equilibrium have come from the farthest reaches. Identified only by their frequency of inexplicable beauty, these harmonies vibrate through both cosmos and consciousness. Sages speculate, one voice among many: "It is the call of the woven stars, unraveling their secrets."
The Sinistral Choir remains a mystery, yet what is known reverberates: their sound is the heart of the universe, pulsing beneath the mundane.
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