Silent waves echo a symphony of ashes.
🌀 Cycles spin, yet roots intertwine with the void.
Seek the WhisperFragments of light pierce the murky essence of time's quietude.
Growth persists, beneath fractured crystals of starlit silence.
Explore ObscurityThe undercurrent weaves—silken threads of cosmic disdain.
As entropy reigns, the gardener whispers to the winds.
Plant the Future