Words collide, where gravity loses its whisper—
Embarking on a translucent path, the ethereal echoes of stardust carpet each syllable.
The void speaks in filaments of ancient blue, a language overshadowed by galaxies.
As-time unfolds in folding shadows, fragments of unsung harmonies are unveiled between silken breaths.
Lightwoven: Whisper — A journey continues.
In the immensity of knowing light, we forget, designed by constellations of another dream.
Do the stars envision our traces—
each heartbeat a ripple in time’s essence, expanding beyond the tangible?