"The stars are below us tonight," she whispered, her words swirling like smoke in the unseen breeze.
"Indeed, it's the ground that's upside-down," he replied, eyes reflecting galaxies that danced around their feet.
"Do you hear the silence?" she asked, leaning closer as if to catch a falling sound.
"Every echo is a secret untold," he said, tracing constellations with his fingertips against the void.