Within the starry void, shadows whisper secrets of an ancient ballet.
Phosphorescent echoes stitch together the night sky's forgotten waltz.
Dance, oh ethereal light, amid the nebulous embrace of the cosmic sea.
Journey to the Nebula
Specters pirouette beneath the astral canopy, their silhouettes
weaving dreams into the fabric of time, tangled and free.
Each shadow a note, each twirl a refrain in the symphony of silence.
Ride the Galactic Tide