In the silence between stars,
we learn that stardust
is the echo of our past dreams
reshaped under cosmic pressures.
Initiation rites are not always grand; often,
they unfold in quiet moments of introspection,
beneath a sky that listens with ancient wisdom.
Have you ever heard the whispers of dusk?
They speak of paths once tread,
of voices long departed,
yet ever present in our memory's firmament.