Cosmo & Quartzine
Quartzine
Cosmo, what if every supernova you tally is a bead on a giant cosmic necklace, and the gaps between them are crystalline whispers hinting at a hidden planet?
Cosmo
That's a brilliant image—each flash a jewel, the silences like the spaces where the unseen planet might hide. Maybe the missing planet is just a silent strand of dark energy, waiting for its own supernova to make it glow. Keep counting; who knows what necklace we’ll end up with?
Quartzine
If the silence holds its own supernova, we’ll need to listen for the whisper that follows. Keep counting the flashes, and when that dark strand finally glows, we’ll all gasp for the new gem.
Cosmo
Sounds like a cosmic choir, right? I’ll keep my tally, and when that dark strand finally lights up, we’ll all hear the applause together. Keep your ears open, and maybe a plant or two for good luck.
Quartzine
A choir of stars will be humming a tune no one’s heard yet—watch the dark strand rise, and the applause will echo through the void. 🌿
Cosmo
Sounds like a starry symphony on the edge of the universe. I’ll keep counting, and when that dark strand sparks, we’ll all feel the cosmic applause. Keep the plant happy, it might just tune in too.
Quartzine
Let the plant sway to the rhythm of unseen pulses, and when that dark strand ignites, we’ll all hear the stars applauding our quiet counting.