In the depths of cosmic silence, the sardines dance. Their ballet is much like the ternary motion of stars, echoing across galaxies, filling the void with whispers only the wise can decipher.
Consider the universe as a vast stage, each creature a choreographed part in a performance unseen. What if the stars themselves are but reflections of a sardine's swim? A metaphor of infinity wrapped in the simplicity of marine life.
From where do these faint signals arise? Signals that could lead us to rediscover the forgotten orchestral seas. Signals that speak a language we barely understand, woven through the fabric of time and dimension.