In the twilight realm where stars descend, the murmurs weave their hypnotic hymn.
Between the flickers of dying light, whispers of ancient augury.
Fallen stars, speak, speak, speak...
Your voice a tapestry, woven in ether, a mist of tales untold.
Stars, stars, fallen whispers of light. Night leaves a trace, a silken trace.
Stars, stars, eternal echo. Speak, whisper, softly float away.
Can you hear the dreams crystallize? In the borderless sky where silence dances.
Listen, listen closely, for in the breath of stardust lies your reflection.
Continue your journey, fellow traveler. Paths are diverging, diverging...