Once upon the edge of a collapsed wave, voices lingered - fragmented, spectral. "Did you, when wakefulness danced over the horizon, remember?", echoed the past into the crumbling ether. Shadows of decisions not taken, or perhaps taken at inopportune times, weave a tapestry of uncertainty.

Meanwhile, in another dimension of today’s forgotten news, a cat purrs quantumly, responding to stimuli unseen and possibly unfelt. "What is that you observe, when observation itself alters the course?", questions a voice from the left ear of a sleeping deity.