The cosmos whispers promises in hues of indigo and violet, as the universe unveils its tapestry.
The nebulae, like celestial gardens, scatter across the vast expanse. Each star, a lighthouse of hope, flickers in shared solitude.
Silence reigns, glorious in its serenity, as you float among ether and dreams, cradled by the gentle pull of gravitational lullabies.
Above you, an untouched vault glimmer, forming a canvas for thoughts unwhispered, truths unexamined.
Will you trace the faint constellation of your own becoming? Or lose yourself in the deeper galaxies of understanding?