Under the sprawling hush of cosmic awakening, stars drift softly into the eternal tide.
A single, suspended note—weaves a blanket of quiet over thoughts untold, over mysteries glistening in the inkwell of night's embrace.
The echo of a silent lullaby hums through boundless cradle skies. Isolation bathes the essence in ever-shifting light.
Through silken words wound tightly around fading galaxies, the heart listens to its own reverberation.