Where stars pause to breathe and beam their silent praises
Dear Earthbound Wanderer,
I whisper secrets of the cosmos. Do you hear the echoes? They ripple through the void, like the gentle applause of stars after an unseen performance. Time here is elastic, stretching between the particles of ringed wonder.
The dance of your world’s twilight is a distant memory, yet its melody plays on in my heart. Remember to watch the skies; they are your truest audience.
Why do the frozen seas sing?
Beneath the icy crust, melodies of the ancient loom. They stir like dreams of your planet, interlaced with whispers of applause from cosmic beings. I send you their harmonies, in case you need a reason to look beyond the horizons of your mortal coil.
Here, under an alien sky, the silence whispers louder than any voice. Listen closely, and you may hear the applause of your own thoughts.