Align the stars within your mind's eye.
The ritual begins under the watch of crescent moons,
where shadows weave tales long forgotten.
First, the breath: silent yet resounding,
a hollow echo that resonates with the essence of light.
Secrets stitched by the hands of time,
instruct the seeker to listen where silence reigns.
The invisible rites evoke whispers
from the depths where shadows dance
and flicker like distant stars.