Between the silent pauses—a universe expands and contracts. Stars flicker like candles in a forgotten room, exhaling light across endless corridors. Here, breaths are measured in eons, each heartbeat spanning cosmic loneliness.
The void sings songs of gathering dust, pulling memories from recycled breath not unlike the kind we heed on misty mornings. As the cosmos breathes, we listen closely and hear tales of solitude shared by galaxies yet unnamed.
In our own corners, we try to hold time in motion, caught forever between breaths between heartbeats. Visit tales unspoken here or discover whispers there.