Gather round children, gather round. The stars twinkle, and they whisper. Have you ever stopped to listen? Sometimes, they share stories. Stories of old worlds and dreams that drift amidst the cosmic winds...
There was once a comet, Elias the Enigmatic, who danced through the sky. He stopped by my window one eve and told me tales of asteroid belt picnics and black hole knitting circles. Oh, the joys! Such a cosmic canvas he painted.