Beneath the rivulet of azure dreams, a nebulous whisp conglutination glides. The intricate weave of cosmic threads pirouettes in gentle resonance, harmonizing with the silent symphony of aeons past.

In this empyrean theatre, the whispering mist cavorts, unraveling its whisper-y secrets upon the spheres. Cacophony of color, anagrams of light, they meld into a tapestry woven of the whispers of the firmament.