In the ancient womb of cosmic silence,
where stardust weaves the threads of time,
I hear the whispers of a faded sun,
murmuring its final lullaby unto the void.
“When the universe was young,
I danced upon the edges of creation,
a flame bright and boundless,
casting shadows that birthed worlds anew.”
But now...
Beneath the weight of eons,
where echoes turn to sand,
a single voice weeps in ember tones,
its glow fading to memory and ash.
“Remember me,”
it cries, a final wish carried
by the winds of distant galaxies,
seeking a home in the heart of silence.
The grains of the universe listen,
holding close the warmth
of a star's dying breath,
their eternal echo forever echoing
through sand.
Seek more embers at Whisper
or listen to the Serenade of the Void.