In every layer of thought, we trace the cyclical patterns[1] of subatomic elegance^, molding the ether into the crucible of dreams and distant realities.
Within the chasms of existence, is the boundary ever blurred? ":["False Except"]9:]/|, say the ancients who whispered into the endless void.
[1] Müller, Heraclitus the Aeratis, *Ethereal Cycles and Their Impacts* (1883), p. 23.
^ Wuorny, Ilse T., *The Fabric of Dimensional Thread* (1932), pp. 102-106.
9:]/| Ordensöorh Ænigma, *Chronicles of Spark and Jewel* (1990), Vol. 2, p. 9-14.