Beyond the reach of earthly command, softly like the breath of the cosmos...
...whispers the melody of the void. It draws the curious with a tune both beautiful and deceptive. One breathes in the velvet hues, only to find the colors spinning tales of galaxies unseen.
There are murmurs of hands reaching, stretching towards the lingering stars. They grasp for particles of light, only to dissolve into the space they covet, becoming one with the universe's serene chaos. The nebula responds with laughter echoed in cosmic silence.
Yet, some find sanctuary within these furious arms of stars. Hidden amidst the gaseous turmoil lies a truth — poisonous yet nurturing in equal measure. Listen well, and the silence will speak of fortunes sewn in the fabric of night.