Some secrets breathe between the stars—like echoes of long-slumbering thoughts—waiting for anxious hearts to sift through.
Voices speak in static dreams, unseen thoughts unfurl with trembling urgency. The night extends an impossible horizon.
Through void and silence, the ciphers unfurl: Echoes of Unsaid Hopes.
Signals chart invisible routes—where do they lead? Suspended across cosmic voids, golden needles thread the turns of space.Where might they point?