Celestial Echoes

Whispers against the backdrop of eternity— each echo carries a fragment of solitude and light.

"Among the stars, I find my voice—a symphony written in stardust."

"Do you hear it too? The harmony of galaxies spinning in cryptic synchrony."

"In the gaze of the cosmos, we become nebulae, dispersed and yet bound."

The silence is a canvas, painted with echoes of celestial remembrance.