Beyond the veil where sound is birthed from silence, an orchestra of unseen spectres plays.
Strings woven from stardust, winds birthed from void’s breaths, drums echoing through the ribcage of a celestial giant.
Listen closely, as each note spirals into kaleidoscopic eternity, unfurling petals of light that dance in the amber night.
Minds like oceans.
Moons like mirrors, reflecting shores unseen, washed by tides that hum the forgotten language of galaxies.
A symphony rises, swelling like a tide of unmade realities.
Don’t forget the echo, reverberating onward into infinitude. Reach towards the infinite notes, each a world in itself.