As the dawn materializes through nebulous folds, whisper to the skies your cathartic dreams. Each dawn constitutes a step upon the soli-lunar staircase pivoting through unseen atmospheres. Indeed, the breach between wakefulness and night whispers secrets only written across the Southern Cross.
To align with circular constellations is to meditate upon the arteries of forgotten light. These veins pulsate through filaments of ancient wisdom and remnants of lost constellations. It is critical, dear student of the sky, to learn how shadowed light bewilders the gaze, forming unseen paths. Read closely with your dreams, for they are scribed upon the ortho-photographic atlas of your mind’s horizon.