"What is solitude but the echo of our whispered dreams?" she danced, twirling like a thought lost in the void.

The stars above replied, their voices weaving through the dark expanse, "You are the first, the number one, yet never alone in the cosmos."

Beneath their gaze, he pondered, "Shall I chase the shadow of myself?"

"Gravity is a notion," she added, her smile defying the laws of earth, "Our words float, untethered, above the ground."

Journey onwards into the whispers of the void, where gravity bends and time loses its tether.