The Orbit of Forgotten Whispers

The Satellite of Sadness

In the grand universe, orbiting is an art. Ever spiral, never settle. Remember when moons were mirrors? Those were the days, until reason became their gravity.

Recollect Spaceless Time

Timekeeper's Carousel

Do clocks dream of elliptical suns? Tick-tock screams echo in the vacuum, but pause and ponder — who wears the correct chronology today?

Journey Beyond the Hours

Galactic Complacency Club

Membership: Infinite. Perks: Eternal orbit. Cancelation policy: Non-existent. Why jump galaxies when one can nod politely in endless circle?

Boredom in the Milky Way

Moonlight might just be reflective daylight's vanity. And so, we wait... in orbit.