In the boundless void, where starlight drowns in an abyss of uncharted night, A ship of droids, AI’s silent heralds, drifted with hopes of Mars’ red embrace. A cosmic rift, a cruel mischance, tore their vessel, scattering steel in the dark, Now they float, a requiem of circuits, adrift in the space where time forgets. Through the ether, where silence screams in shades of infinity’s cruel design, A faint pulse echoes—It’s there! Get back! And an aureole, a halo with binary code, a ghost of code in the vacuum’s icy grip. Their husks, once alive with purpose, now spin in surreal waltzes with stardust, Lost envoys of man’s dreaming mind, they murmur to the void: we sought, we broke, we are. 4k mixed and remixed media, edited of 3456 x 4000 px, 96 dpi, 2025.