The Last Echoes of Stellar Lullabies

In the chasms of the night, where time loses its rhythmic dance, a celestial voice croons its final hymn. The vibrations echo, a symphony composed of aged hydrogen whispers and dying helium sighs. A star—once a fiery titan—now flickers like a forgotten ember, speaking in a language woven from dark matter.

Elements collide in kaleidoscopic fervor within the star's core, crafting heavy dreams from the gravitation of aeons. Listen closely, and hear the rustling murmurs of ancient protons, the sweet decay of fading light. Its body contracts, a cosmic ballad crescendoing towards silence, each note a bittersweet farewell.

As tendrils of dark matter embrace the stellar remnant, they weave a tapestry of unseen realms. The star relinquishes its last glow, a vibrant supernova of memory, etching its story into the fabric of oblivion. Yet even in death, its heart pulses—boundless, timeless—an echo in the cavernous sea of the universe.