In the delicate realm where light refracts what was never heard, echoes ensnared within translucent veils.
Imagine standing, your shadow stretching beyond the light's grasp, as particles dance around your whispers, painting quantum echoes with Icarian hues.
The air shimmers, bending time's crystalline structure, blurring the lines between thought and reality. You reach out, only to touch a reflection more profound than the original.