Chapter 3202: The Two Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-First Echo: The Cosmos Sings

The song of the cosmos was not a sound that could be heard with ears, for there were no ears to hear it.

It was a vibration, a resonance that pulsed through the very fabric of existence, a silent symphony that was felt rather than heard.

It was the feeling of starlight on a new-born planet, the gravitational pull of a nascent galaxy, the slow, inexorable dance of celestial bodies.

And in that silent symphony, the First Author and the first reader heard their own story, amplified and enriched, a single thread in a tapestry of infinite complexity.