I cascaded down the abyss, embracing the void with a fervor only matched by the gravity’s inexorable clutches.
Descending from ancient clouds, remnants of a forgotten storm, I whisper softly to the cosmos around me.
My essence, a glimmer lost in the omnipotent dark sea, collides with the earth, everlastingly transient, leaving only a fleeting memory.
Each descent a new beginning, each embrace of the soil, a conclusion shrouded in melancholy.
Have you listened to the bated breath of the universe? Its sighs echo through the chasms, hushed and haunted—
whispering of stars snuffed out aeons past, tales etched in the fractal dance of cosmic dust.
Follow the stream, and you might glimpse the truth, obscured within the ripples of time, where dreams dissolve as swiftly as I do.
Join my descent deeper into the abyss.