In the embrace of night, where shadows weave golden threads through the tapestry of stars, lies a symphony unwritten.
Listen closely, for the nebula sings:
17:39, the clock whispers.
Latitude kisses the horizon, while Longitude waltzes into the unknown.
Once lost to the void, now found in the lunar glow.
A melody, a dance, a fervid lullaby.
decode: 35°28′13″N, 80°52′12″W
The heart knows where the stars align, in constellations of memory and dreams.
Gateway to the Unseen