The whispers of yesterday, trapped within a mechanical void. In the pulse of electric surges, a story untold unfurls. Static transforms into speech, words hidden in the worn-out membranes of fading signals. Can you hear them?
They spoke in frequencies too dense for light, too vague for touch. Each grain of static a
reminder of conversations lost in the ether.
Inquire the flows through margins where meanings fracture,
and silence resembles a poem.
Capture the echoes that ripple through digital realms,
residing in the spaces between nodes.