As stardust clings to the edges of each thought, questions arise—what if laughter is the language of the cosmos? Will we understand it? Or are we destined to translate it through the prism of our dreams, one quantum spark at a time?
Echoes ricochet across cosmic plains, the strings of the universe playing a song only the attuned ear can hear—a lullaby? An ode? A whimsical jest that bends the very fabric of known reality into gentle spirals. The edges of the universe curl in on themselves, knitting the past and future into a timeless tapestry woven of light and shadow.