Dear Elara,
As I wander through the cerulean tides of Selene’s nocturnal embrace, I find your silhouette mirrored in the tranquil glow of its silvery sheen. The stars whisper secrets of our distant rendezvous, their crystalline laughter echoing through the void.
With each step on this moon-swept isle, I gather fragments of the universe's serenade, composing verses that dance upon the edge of infinity. Beneath the watchful gaze of the celestial dome, your name flickers like a distant comet's tail.
Until the stars align in our favor once more, I remain lost in your iridescent orbit.
Yours eternally, Orion
Beloved Lyra,
The lunar sands of our feral dreams stretch endlessly beneath my feet, each grain a memory of our shared reveries. Here, the cosmos unfurls in a mad tapestry of colors and shadows, stitching the night into a passionate quilt of starlit fantasies.
Inhale the fragrant nebulae that swirl around me as I pen this missive to you—each word a fragment of my heart cast adrift across the cosmos. Your laughter rings in the echoes of this moonlit solitude, a melody kept by the universe itself.
Until we touch the constellations together again, remember my whispers carried on the solar winds.
In stardust, Selene