In the mystic folds of twilight's embrace, where galaxies murmur in unseen tongues, the forest vibrates with unseen hues. Here, the trees listen, their leaves twinkling with cosmic whispers.
The echoes are vibrant, breaking the silence with an ecstatic symphony of nebulae and stardust. They leap cascades of colors, leaving trails of luminous echoes in their wake, painting a dance of shadows and light.
Listen closely, for the trees hold secrets of starborne travelers and whispered dreams of cosmic wanderers. The energy is palpably spectral, a vibrant current beneath the stepping stones of the forest path.