The signal murmurs, tracing the path of ancient voyagers. Silent echoes of their songs linger in the cosmos, a celestial palimpsest.
In this arcane journey, the stars whisper secrets of eras long erased:
Once there were rivers upon hills where only shadows now walk,
And histories written in starlight, only to be rewritten in twilight's embrace.
Who remembers the names carved in the dust of forgotten comets?
The constellations murmur their elegies,
echoes of bygone realms and phantom desires.
The journey resumes, and with it, the relentless search for the lost signal.
Revive the chronicles, decipher the murmurs.