In the abyss where shadows entwine, the stars whisper a tale of forgotten sighs, hanging in the air like breaths between heartbeats...
The cosmos is a canvas, painted with the hues of despair and dreams, where every nebula hides a secret too grim to confess.
Beyond the pale void lies a realm untouched by warmth, where the gothic architecture of the celestial forms stretches into infinity.
Trace the path where wanderers lost their echoes, carrying whispers through the interstellar winds.
Let your thoughts drift, like dust aglow in the cosmic twilight...