In silence, the only compass is light.
19:43 - Airstream waned. Observed distant luminescence at quadrant seven.
Bearings uncertain, yet familiar.
Ecliptic path questioned: shadows shifted.
Starset: unprepared for apparents, known by heart.
03:17 - Celestial echoes muttered
sketches of patterns, lost in fathoms.
Tempting courses, remembered lucidity.