Beneath the eternal watch of the eclipse, the cosmos breathes its quiet symphony. Each star a note, held in suspension, echoing the silence between galaxies. Do you hear it? The streams whisper in the darkness.
The wandering streams flow between the constellations, carving paths through the void, their liquid essence intertwining with the fabric of time. They dance, they eclipse one another, and in their silent ballet, they narrate the passage of cosmic epochs.
Whisper of the Nebulae
Orbit of Forgotten Echoes
Silent Fractals