In the dim-lit corridors of existence, where the ether breathes in cosmic sighs, an imbalance lingers.
The echoes of a bygone era flicker like the dying stars, their light a forgotten song in the void.
Adsorb the essence:
"The night tasted of dreams and shadows long untold."
O’er the crumbling edifice of this realm, a zephyr whispers tales of astral wanderers—
Entities once vibrant now permeate the cosmic tapestry, threadbare and haunting.
The lenses of the universe fracture moments, catching the fall of stellar dust
Each grain a relic, a memory sealed beneath a veil so translucent it blinks.