Scattered across the heavens, dreams lie tethered to constellations unseen. The silver strings of twilight weave a cradle, resilient in the winds of yawn.

Gentle whispers echo, soothing the restless spirits with songs of what may never be. Each note, a star flickering, swallowed in fathomless voids.

Here the dreamcatcher spins, capturing the fleeting essence of wonders untold. A sentinel of sleep, guarding against the phantoms of daylight.

In this deep space ballroom, the melody is cosmic, silent yet thunderous.

Let the echoes lull you, let them fetch stardust for your dreams!