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"In the silence between stars,
we find our way home."
— The Void Whispers —
"In the silence between stars,
we find our way home."
— The Void Whispers —
Where nothing exists,
everything begins.
The emptiness is not empty.
It breathes. It waits. It dreams.
A single ray pierces the darkness—
not to illuminate,
but to remind us
that even in the void,
something reaches for us.
Follow the light.
Or become it.
Four letters.
Infinite meanings.
One destination: Unknown.
"Where Nothing Becomes Everything"
In the space between heartbeats,
between thoughts,
between stars—
there lies the truth we seek.
The void does not consume.
It creates.