On nights where stars breathe fossils of forgotten luminescence,
weary travelers tapestry their stories in sky scrawls. Tales unwound,
shimmering echoes across hydra's embrace, the mother cradles celestial tears.
Knit in silence, forlorn winds caress scorched whispers,
dreaming unity amongst pinpricks of past cosmos
forever spiraling unto star-forsaken promises.
Years through moons living night's mysterious wanderlust,
in hollow aftermaths beyond amble, eternity conjures;
amidst shadows, echoes shine, remembering sunlit unknowns.