In the behind-the-walls of infinite traversal, the silence is catalogued. Recorded in whispers that unspool between time's relentless flow. Beneath the established arcs—the skyways poised guard over the known dimensions—exists an underpinning structure. Traversed only by those acquainted with vectors, the silent pathways stretch outward, defining uncharted bearings.
Each pathway displays autonomous longitude marked by the absence of presence. Hence, selected directions are derived not from mathematical constructs, but by acknowledging the void's presence. Calculations unfurl, not through the density of stars, but through the unoccupied segments of astral expanse.
Control readings maintain stasis without response, creating a fixed reference frame that knows no origin nor destination. Systematically, each pathway beneath the skyways forms a lattice of possibility routed through indifference.