In the quiet drift of an unmade universe, where whispers of stardust ripple through the void, time hums softly, a forgotten melody. Colors bleed into one another, a sigh of lavender, a murmur of gold carrying echoes of dreams too vast to hold. Here, in the tender pull of the unseen, everything moves, yet nothing is lost. A fleeting thought, a celestial breath, suspended in the glow of what could be. — 5856px X 7392px — 30,200,000 bytes — Originally created on November 19th 2024, finished April 23rd 2025. — Tools used: Niji 6, Procreate and GP AI.