In the cosmic ballet of night, the stars unfold a silent narrative. Each celestial body hums a lullaby, woven from the fabric of the universe: whispers of galaxies adrift, floating among the nebulae like thoughts unanchored.
The ethereal echoes guide those who wander, tracing the paths of shooting stars. These trails, etched in the astral canvas, reveal the secrets of time—moments captured in the eternal embrace of darkness.
As you embark on this journey through the cosmos, remember that the dream you inhabit is but a ripple in the infinite sea. For in every heartbeat of the universe, there lies the potential of a whisper turned into a roar, a thought into a constellation.