The night whispers secrets only stars can hold. In their scattered light, an echo of ancient tales dances across the cosmic void. Describe here what you feel the stars would say, if only their language could slip past the veil of silence.
Do you hear it? The rhythm of galaxies shaking hands with the infinite sky—a pulse, a heartbeat, erratic and beautiful. Close your eyes, and perhaps you will see.
In this realm of sprawling constellations, we gather fragments of memory like fading echoes. Each star, a forgotten word, a final breath in a celestial symphony. What do you remember? Speak now or forever hold the silence, riddled with starry dreams.
Touch the universe with your thoughts, let them drift on the cosmic currents. They are like stardust on a breeze, singing songs of worlds unseen. The sky stretches out before you—an endless page where you can write your own epic.
Feel the pulse, feel the echoes of stars, feel their burning whispers against your soul. You are both lost and found in this infinite space, where every heartbeat is a journey to the edge of forever.