The air vibrated with the persisting ache of stars fading and his whisper meandered, a song stitched into the fabric of the universe, beckoning the wanderers. Amidst the celestial fugue, a shimmering quasar turned its gaze inward, casting luminance over the void—the Quasar of Forgotten Whispers.
Time sullied with the kiss of oblivion as it sighed, and in the recesses of eternity, the quasar unspooled ancient tales of timeworn echoes—stories of transcendence etched deep within supernova ashes.
A lone voyager approached like a comet in burnished flight, caught between whispers of creation and annihilation.