Celestial voices, woven in tapestries of forgotten comets.
A symphony distilled from ether.
In this reverie of cosmos linger the whispers of ancient stars,
recounting tales of a past that breathes in the fabric of time,
and a present, ephemeral, yet anchored in gravity's gentle embrace.
They sing not in unison but in harmony, a chaotic chorus
of nebulae and supernovae, in a dance beyond the clock,
where milliseconds stretch like the span of light-years.
Listen close, and you may hear the heartbeat of the universe,
a metronome lost between dimensions, counting the rhythm
of existence itself.
Mosaic of Stars
Echoes of the Mystic
Symphony of the Void