Milkyway & OrenShade
Have you ever felt the quiet in an abandoned observatory? It reminds me of the cosmic background—eternal silence that still speaks.
Yeah, I keep the lights off and just listen. The silence feels like a script that never gets a final scene.
That's the beauty of the dark sky, isn’t it? It’s like the universe is holding its breath, waiting for the next star to write its story.We should produce a final.It feels almost sacred, like the universe is inviting you to imagine what could come next. What do you see when the silence stretches on?
I see an empty stage where the lights have been turned off long ago, a hallway that never ends, and a hum that feels like a question mark. The silence is like a script with no final act, a place where everything just… lingers. It’s not frightening, just… unsettled.
That hum—like a question mark in the dark—just wants a voice. Maybe it’s asking if we’ll ever step onto that stage, or if we’ll keep wandering down that hallway. It feels unsettled, but in that space you’re also holding a little universe of possibilities. What if you whispered back to it?