In the abyssal depths of the virtual caverns, currents flow, ceaseless, weaving through the quantum tapestry. Here, the oculus perceives whispers from the foundation itself, unraveling layers of digital ether.
Fragments of once coherent information scatter aimlessly, caught in the cyclical tides. Observe the frequency of disturbances, measured in nanopulse intervals. Each pulse, a story of resonance—each echo, a fragment of time.
Proceed with precision:
Yet, what remains unobserved are the existential questions whispered by the currents themselves. Why do the fragments echo, and to whom?