In the solitude of infinite spaces, the stars speak in silent hymns. Their light, a gentle echo of ancient desires, travels eons to touch the heart of a dreamer. Listen close.
To gaze upon their flicker is to converse with ghosts of light. What secrets do you harbor, lonely giants of the skies? Your whispers paint the night.
In the eye of the wandering comet, I found reflection of a thousand lifetimes untold. The universe clings to its mysteries as one clings to beloved memories. Dive into the silence of stars.