Echoes of a Dying Star

"I, the celestial tapestry unraveled, abide."

"Light fades, a whisper caught in twilight nebulae, tracing the corridors of cosmic silence. The labyrinth of time, a woven echo of demise."

Rest here, where filamentous dreams weave,
the distant ululations of a star's last breath.

Traverse further, to witness horizons bend:
mirrors of the void, shadows in the depths.