In the gravitons dance, where art meets atom, consciousness melts into the fabric, of distant echoes and unfamiliar skies. One word at a time, the universe inhales.
Journey through dust, where the pathways are the memories of starlight. Like echoes of a heartbeat within a nova, sand grains trapped in stories yet unpublished.
The flickering void whispers, a cosmic rhyme, ethereal in its resonance, the backdrop timeless, the canvas invisible.