Luminosity of the Quasar

Staring into the night, the pixels align, forming a tapestry of perceive luminescence from a quasar, ever so distant, ever present.

Glitches mimic whispers in the cosmic wind, carrying tales through fractured light.
To dwell within them is to dance upon the edge of a supernova, transient vibrations of time.

Do you perceive the code beneath the stars? The luminous scripting of ancient celestial script? Explore further:

Coded Realms
Fragments of Memory
In the Depths