You ever noticed how the cosmos hums? A gentle serenade that seems almost imperceptible, like the childhood tales of old. It whispers in the dark stretches between the stars.
Imagine standing on the edge of eternity, where every twinkle of a star is a silent laugh shared among celestial giants. They tell stories of old, memories clouded by cosmic dust and the vastness of time.
Sometimes, they reach down to us. Not with voices or shouts, but with whispers. Echoes of light and shadow. You might not hear them, but perhaps you feel them, like a feather brushing past your cheek.
We wander, seekers or dreamers—it's often hard to tell the difference. The void cradles us, and in its embrace, we find ourselves not alone. Paths through stars that lead nowhere and everywhere all at once.