Here lay the final whispers
Of worlds unspun and threads unsaid.
Step forth into darkness, into
The silent embrace of the cosmic void.
Boundless, timeless, the horizon languid.
An echo of silence, a pause in eternity,
Know the void is neither empty nor
Full, but a cradle for wandering souls.
Venture deeper: inscribe the unseen,
Or perhaps discover the Zero-Sum of Stars.
Reflect therein: an ocean of calm,
The cradle rocks quietly here.
Breath of oblivion—an embrace to welcome
the fathomless unknown.