Whispering threads weave in the silence of stardust, memories clinging like echoes from distant galaxies.
Threads interlace beyond the veils of known skies, elusive and intangible.
A tapestry unraveling, eternal in the ceaseless darkness.
Once, an echo lingered: the song of a world never seen.
Particle by particle, light and shadow dance across the canvas of infinity; the sky bleeds colors not of this realm.
Soliloquy of the Void
Celestial Dreams
We are wanderers upon the edges of forgotten stars,
tracing the paths of absences, seeking solace in spaces unoccupied.
Each step a mark upon the empty shores of a cosmic ocean,
waves crashing in the silence of oblivion.