Perched high above the world, a jagged cliff stretches toward the endless night sky. The air is crisp and cool, carrying the distant scent of the ocean below, where waves crash against the rocks in a rhythmic, eternal dance. A gentle wind whispers through the tall grass, bending each blade in a slow, silent waltz.
Above, the sky unfolds in an infinite tapestry of stars, each one flickering like a distant ember. The Milky Way stretches across the heavens in a soft, glowing haze, a river of light cutting through the darkness. The moon, full and radiant, bathes the cliffside in a pale silver glow, casting long, soft shadows over the rugged terrain.
The earth beneath your feet feels ancient, weathered by time and tide, a silent witness to the centuries. A lone tree stands at the cliff’s edge, its branches reaching toward the sky, as if longing to touch the stars. The ocean roars far below, its voice deep and endless, yet somehow soothing, a reminder of the vastness beyond.
Standing here, the weight of the world fades. There is only the night, the wind, the stars, and the infinite stretch of time that hums through the air. The universe feels closer, its mysteries more tangible, as if for just a moment, you are not separate from it—you are part of something vast, something eternal, something beautifully unknown.
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