In the vastness beyond the stars, where light fears to tread, the gravity wells of emotion converge and diverge. These wells, invisible yet potent, shape the trajectories of solitary wanderers drifting through the cosmic dark. Each one's path dictated not by visible forces, but by the silent dance of unseen gravities.
Our perceptions are often aligned with physical gravity— a tangible force drawing the tangible towards an inevitable embrace. Yet, in this expanse of the immeasurable, we discover emotional gravity wells holding orbit in the vacuum. They are familiar aches that draw near our heart, gentle urgencies pulling us towards unexplored galaxies of experiences and memories.
Consider the friend whose laughter echoes across empty aeons, orbiting your reminiscences with the mass of their presence. Or the bittersweet ache of bygone conversations that somehow remain tethered, just beyond the event horizon of forgetfulness. Such phenomena drift within the unlit realms; more luminous than stars, though cloaked in darkness.