Under the celestial dome, the words of forgotten galaxies whisper.
Each syllable a star blinked into existence, telling stories beyond the boundaries of time.
Reflections in the void, like echoes of a dream never dreamt, yet old as the universe itself.
Nebula Tales: where the light weeps silently.
Harmony, they say, can be found among the dissonant tunes sung by cosmic winds.
Yet, who finds solace in a melody that spins from the blackened void?
These fables are not for the faint of heart, but for those who dare to listen beneath the astral silence.
Aurora Sagas: where no notes ever break silence, and still, they speak.
The stars wrote a history today,
Scrawled across the expanse with comets' icy fingers,
Yet, no one reads them, nor do they need to—
for the tales are untold until heard, unraveling in the cosmic night.
Quasar Chronicles: where time pulses in forgotten beats.