Date: 19th Cycle of the Crescent Coil
The star Serpucil twitched thrice, signaling the approach of
olipotent tides unseen. Our compass, a whisper of photons,
deviated beyond reckoning, dancing with the flux of ethereal winds.
In night's embrace, we glimpsed the homage of stars:
vestiges of forgotten paths and askew resolutions.
Date: 57th Put of the Nebular Jewel
Oscillation tremors marked the reunion with Pheriga, trailing
filaments of ardent dreams unspooled. Fathoms deep, the perspective
rippled and writhed, affixing beats to the canon of astral lullabies.
Fragments drew, interlocked and whispered—frictions coaxed
constellated harbors in the boundless seath.
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