Imagine a delicate glass bottle, floating serenely on the vast ocean's surface, its fragile curves catching the glimmer of sunlight. Inside, a whole universe swirls and dances—a cosmos bound within, where galaxies spin like sparks from a flame, and stars twinkle like scattered diamonds.
As the bottle drifts, cradled by the waves, an island looms gently in the distance, its silhouette a sanctuary of untold secrets. The island stands like a quiet guardian, watching over this drifting dream, its palm trees swaying in rhythm with the tides, while the universe in the bottle continues its silent, eternal journey.