The stars above echo with tales untold, woven into the fabric of the night sky — secrets only the brave dare whisper.
Across silken nebulae, the unsung traverse, their voices a mere breeze to the slumbering constellations.
Do you hear them? Those echoes of forgotten songs, carried on the back of cosmic winds, unraveling mysteries in the silent choir of the void?
From the edge of the known to the heart of oblivion, a path emerges — faint yet unwavering.