The echoes of starlight sang last night, whispering secrets of a world forgotten. Beneath their luminous melody, shadows danced upon the memories of the lost sun.
In this twilight realm, where time dilutes into a fading watercolor of past lives, a river flows softly, winding through fields of celestial silver.
Diaphanous Echo | Spirit Waltz
Listen closely, for the constellations hum their ancient tune, a serenade for those who dream in color beyond the black and white.