The universe isn’t silent.
It hums with echoes we cannot hear,
and pulses with rhythms older than time itself.
At the Edge of Time is the finale of this journey—a voyage beyond Earth, beyond memory, beyond what we can see. It is not about stars or galaxies, but the space between them. The vast, dark expanse where light travels for billions of years, where sound cannot exist, yet something still resonates.
The ensemble—violin, cello, harp, and marimba—becomes a vessel for this exploration. Their sounds drift and intertwine, sometimes delicate and distant, sometimes rich and expansive, like waves of light moving through the cosmos. Harmonies stretch into the vastness, dissolving gently into space, then gathering again in soft, luminous clusters—echoing how galaxies form, evolve, and transform over time.
A visualizer, responding in real time to the music, translates these sounds into shifting constellations of light—particles rippling, merging, and shimmering, like stardust carried on invisible currents.
This journey does not reach a dramatic climax.
Instead, it unfolds into a moment of release—
a radiant breath where sound and light expand, then quietly drift away,
leaving space for reflection.
Not an end.
But an opening.
A quiet threshold, where what was becomes what could be.
No answers.
No conclusions.
Only the vastness—
and the gentle reminder
that we are part of it all.
