In the dimness of unseen threads, cosmic dust settles: the remnants of galaxies whisper tales shared and untold.
A fleeting shadow on the nightwind guides broken paths toward brighter horizons. Echoes of a mentor’s voice linger in their mind.
Here, in the silence between stars, trace the hands that shape destiny from fragmented stardust.
"Retrace your steps until you find the light again," they said, as the constellation cradled new beginnings in its embrace.
The labyrinth of time carves roads through suns undefined, reaching toward the folds of the infinite horizon.
Cartographers of the Whispering Stars