At the edge of yesterday and tomorrow, simultaneous entities linger. They are shadows cast by the light of forgotten truths, their whispers encrypted in the rustling leaves of ancient trees.
These entities, not bound by the linear chains of our perceptions, dance between realms. Their existence is a parallel melody, unheard yet omnipresent. Listen closely, and you might catch a note, a harmony of cosmic understanding.
In the quiet moments between heartbeats, the whispers grow louder. They tell tales of what could be, what might have been, and what is yet to come. Embrace the silence, and let the entities reveal their secrets.