The universe mechanism operates with a clockwork consistency, echoing the silent songs of celestial ballet. Comets drift — visitors from the dark abyss — on invisible tracks bladdered with memories of creation and decay.
In the vast expanse, upon a celestial stage, another drift shuffles onward in a procession without end. Glistening tails swept across the infinite firmament, bespeaking stories etched in gaseous luminescence, rather than human voice.
Drifting past the fixed stars, beyond the grasp of time, each comet weaves a tale mechanical and void of sentiment, like a leviathan bound to orbit, indifferent to its radiant wake. A somber, unyielding procession into the unknown.
The Oracles of Stellar Pathways