In the obsidian lattice of the cosmos, footsteps map ephemeral trails on stardust pathways, where the echoes of time hum. A tapestry woven from the whispers of solitude, cradling secrets in its fulgent arms.
The seeker reaches, fingers trailing the constellations, tracing forgotten dreams etched in the celestial firmament. An inkling of the infinite, a thread pulling at the seams of reality, unraveling the fabric of known skies.
Here, the constellation-unraveler breathes, lost in the cadence of planetary hymns, where each orbit whispers its elegy to black velvet night. The hunter of the unseen, poised at the edge of an empyrean frontier.