In the molten serenade of celestial oratories, there lies a motif lost to the ages. Some say it was an aria composed by the universe itself, a whimsical tune that makes comets dance.
Have you seen it? The motif? Rumor has it, it's hiding under a nebula or perhaps flitting between the stars like an embarrassed moth.
And remember, when the cosmic symphony returns to the stage, it's bound to be a melodrama of epic proportions!