It is in the depths, where light dilutes its hue, that whispers echo without form, a tether to moments that once flickered into being. Beneath the silent currents, each thought entwines with another—a parallel underdirname vision stretching across the quantum ocean. Do the echoes carry less weight when unmoored from memory?
If a wave oscillates in solitude, does it summon the shore's forgotten landscape? Entropy dances in the bioluminescent glow, every phosphorescent pulse a paradox of beginnings.
The light, disentangled from its past, navigates through dimensions unperceived. Each resonating frequency seeks its counterpart, enfolding time in delicate probations.