Shimmering echoes trace the paths beyond the noon sun, untamed shadows dance upon forgotten planets.
Distinguished by a cosmic dust coat, they leap through spans of time, weaving tales etched in ether.
Universal meows are caught in the stellar winds, singing songs of lost moons and unseen constellations.
Do you hear them? Like whispers of cats that never were, crossing between truths unspoken.
The firmament holds their ancient secrets, written in scratchings on astral parchment by claws of light and shadow. Purrs that hum like nebulae, twinkling in soft silence.