The night sky crackled. Stars dripped like melting ice, whispering secrets. “Echoes of the ancients linger within the spiral arms,” murmured the breeze that brushes the silver grass.
“Embrace the fragments... for between the moments, lies wisdom unspoken.” They said as galaxies intertwined like lovers, creating patterns unseen.
"What if... all the answers are trapped within a sigh?" It rolled through the nebula, wrapping the wandering thoughts.«
What bittersweet tales, of intertwining destinies—decaying light of stars that clicked and clacked like skeletal bones across the canvas of time. Dive deeper, towards the center of cosmic reflection, where shadows remember their light.
Listen. Can you hear it? A silence so acute, dovetailing reality with dreams. Dreams sinister, dreams sweet—lurking behind crystalline purity.