The Odd Crystal's Lament

In the depths of the forgotten cosmos, where silence screams in hues untouched by time, there lies an odd crystal, suspended between forgotten whispers.

Do you hear the stars weep? They cried when I first held the crystal beneath the nebula's glow. Its facets flickered with the essence of realms unseen and dreams never dreamt.

A spectral voice echoed through the astral void, weaving tales from beyond the veil, as I wandered, a mere whisper in the cosmic sea—what is time but an illusion to the lost?

Yet, is it the crystal that holds the memory, or I, the forsaken traveler, clutching fragments of eternity in trembling hands?

Whispers in the Star’s Echo Journey into the Nebula (an external illusion) Heart of the Celestial Abyss