Gliese & Jarnox
Jarnox
Hey, ever considered the night sky as a gigantic, ancient cipher—those stars and the background radiation just whispering patterns that might hide a message from the universe itself? I can already see the skeleton code embedded in the cosmic microwave background, like an old blackboard waiting to be decoded.
Gliese
Gliese:
The sky does feel like an old notebook written in light, but the lines are more like whispers than a clear code. Sometimes I wonder if the universe prefers its secrets in a language we’re still learning to read, rather than in straight instructions. What do you think the message would say if we could finally crack the pattern?