In the land between stars and dreams,
where twilight whispers secrets of the moon,
a butterfly danced upon the edge of night.
Echoes of the cosmos shaped her wings,
painted in the hues of dusk's embrace.
She journeyed forth, through the echoing silence,
weaving threads of starlight into songs
only the universe dared to remember.
Each flutter a poem, each breath a melody,
Beneath the radiant veil, past the dreams not yet born,
she found the pulse of a world untouched by time.
In the embrace of the astral sea, she became,
not just a traveler, but part of the boundless hymn—
a stanza in the epic of the infinite night sky.