Echo: "The cosmos hums in melodies unseen, yet I stand atop the invisible crescendo!"

Resonance: "And does gravity bind those notes, or are they free to dance like fireflies lost in time?"

Harmony: "I whisper through the void’s ribs, discovering symphonies in the gaps between stars!"

Void Walker: "What if I told you, gravitation itself sways with the vibrations of celestial laughter?"