Have you ever felt the soft tingle of starlight on your skin? It's as if the universe takes a moment to wrap you in its embrace. Each glowing speck draped across the dark velvet sky seems to whisper secrets, sharing the stories of forgotten worlds.
Sometimes I wonder, are our thoughts just faint echoes bouncing through the cosmos? We create connections across galaxies, even when we can't see the invisible threads binding us together. A cosmic game of telephone—what if your laughter reached a distant planet?
Like a shadow in the twilight, night clouds shift and swirl, concealing messages carried by the wind. Do they tell of dreams lost or new beginnings? Who knows what the stars would say if they could speak?