In the silent symphony of stars, the cosmos whispers in colors unseen, unwritten scripts of crayon dreams, painted on the shadowed canvas of night.
Seek the Sigils of the ancients, hidden among the auroras, where the inkpots of Orion spill ephemeral truths upon your heart.
Crimson comet tails stitch, the silent page of the universe, as crayon letters scribe the secret language of the celestial tide.
Venture forth through the corridors of whispered stardust, where every grain of nebula sings a verse of the inked skies.
Embrace the void with nebulae's song, a tune penned in the silence of light's eternal dance.