In the beginning, there was only ever the whisper, the soft and endless murmur of the cosmos, swaying like tides against the shores of silence. Stars blinked and galaxies spiraled, all in concert to the ancient lullaby of creation—a chorus that echoed the heartbeat of infinity.
As these celestial hymns wove their tapestry, a question lingered in the ether, softly repeated: What lies beyond the veil?
This question, whispered by cosmic winds, shaped worlds and aspirations alike, forming the fabric of fate with threads of curiosity.
Within this grand murmuration, there danced the microcosms echoing their own refrains. Each atom and molecule joined in the song, harmonizing with the symphony of their origins. Across the galaxies, another melody played—a cycle, a rhythm, an eternal reflection of the universal question.
And so, beneath the swath of constellations, the whisper continued—a melodic promise of discovery. Repeating, repeating, repeating... unraveling the secrets that lay ensconced in the silence: Eternal Waltz, Observation of Echoes.
To listen to these echoes is to dance with the universe, to embrace the serenity of its soft caress, to float among the murmuring stars. Each heartbeat felt in stellar arcs, each question a beacon in the void. And the answers, like light-years stretched across the dark, came not as sound, but as sensation—a knowing captured in whispers.