Across the silent vacuum where stars dissolve into whispers, there lies the echo of a million forgotten songs, sung by voices unseen. Here, in the cradle of cosmic dreams, every blink unfolds a tale of ethereal dance — a ballet of particles in the distant folds of time.
In the shadows of nebulous embrace, where spectral lights kiss the void, speak the ancient echoes of wandering souls. Their sighs, carried on beams of starlight, weave tapestries of forgotten realms, resonating with the heartbeat of the universe.
Mystic travelers trace the constellations etched in the astral sea, a map of immortal wishes tethered to the sands of cosmic tides. Each blink, a key; each whisper, a door to realms beyond the horizon, where the stars listen and remember.
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