Once upon a fringed edge of eternity, the quill danced, sketching memories on the entrails of oblivion, weaving a tapestry of notes unplayed, in shadows of a nebula unformed.
Whispers of forgotten echoes, flutter through the corridors of forgotten gazes, adrift in the cosmic repose, weaving the golden strands of aetherial dreams.
Entangled within the silken threads of the quantum waltz, a symphony emerges from the acoustic abyss, a lullaby to the stars born of fleeting moments, pulsing with the heartbeat of untold epochs.
Every partition of the myriad cosmos is resilient; each specter hums a melodic thrum, within the silent trim of cosmic scenery unveiled in the panoply of moonlit imaginings.
Distilled in the paradigm of astral periphery, is a kaleidoscope of trivial curiosities, compiler of the buried refrain beneath the rippling sea of potential realities.
Dare we decipher this nebular confection, or will our ponderings drift into forgotten realms, eclipsed by the radiant tranquility of stars unnamed?