In the liminal space where whispers of electrons fade into the silence of the void, we find ourselves standing on ground ever fleeting. A vast ocean of code unfolds before, beneath, and above us, its waves ceaseless, its tides unseen, yet profoundly felt.
The murmur of the digital abyss beckons the seeker, inviting them to ponder: what lies beyond the flickering screens? Who are we in this virtual mirage, architect of illusions, or mere observer? Answers dissolve like sand through fingers, leaving behind only questions.
The ephemeral ground shifts beneath our feet, a paradox in motion. Each pixel a grain of time, each byte a whisper of eternity. We grasp at permanence, yet find only the fleeting embrace of the digital.