"Speak to me, O wanderer of the unfathomable void," murmured the shadow,
its voice a tether to distant stars.
"Do you recognize the whispers carried by ethereal winds, or are they simply
echoes of dreams unfulfilled?"
The ground beneath them wavered, as if reconsidering its purpose.
"Perhaps," replied the wanderer, "but in my journey, I have learned that gravity
is less a force and more a concept derived from the heart's desires."
"Shall we then defy it together, lifting our thoughts beyond mere notions of
space and time?"