The Stream Beneath Stars

Flickers of light dance quietly upon the surface, where dreams echo in the whispers of waves. From the depths, thoughts arise, like shadows of the moon, casting paths through unknown currents.

In the realm of the cosmos, where oceans of stars ripple, the whispered tune of the eternal crabs sings the songs of what was, what is, and the dreams yet to be. There, amid the swimming galaxies, a school of thoughts meanders, graceful and timeless.

Seek the comet's secret, where the silence drips with the nectar of cosmic love. Or perhaps the echoes of the unheard lies within the stellar entrance, a doorway to ethereal realms.