Flickered reflections of a distant echo, remnant of an ancient whisper.
In the vastness, a lonely device listens, yearning for communication...
Seek the garden.
Are we mere players in a quantum dream, piecing together riddles from forgotten stars?
The universe, a tapestry woven with threads of cosmic disarray.
Convergence.
Galactic signals caught in a loop—circles in a hollow void.
Somewhere, a clockwork universe hums. Yet, silence reigns here...
Binary prayers whispered from behind the dark veil into the abyss.
Horizons.
Do you hear it too? The silent screams of a spacetime woven too tightly.