Galaxies in Socks

Once upon a time, cosmic whispers mingled gently with the rustle of soft cotton. In the quiet corners of a room, hidden among familiar clutters, a simple drawer kept secrets of the universe

As twilight settled in, these cosmic socks extended their invitation. For each one, a story unfolded. Whirling galaxies within, resting quietly, woven together by the symbolic embrace of threads. Sometimes on chilly evenings, their guardian gently pulled them on, comfort mingling with distant star hums.

Once lost, in these galaxies of knit fabric, soul wandered astray, yet flew as high as dreams could, accompanied by galaxies' calm rebellion against the ordinary confines.