Orion’s Chainmail

A tapestry amidst the woven night,
Connects stars with the thread unseen,
Murmurs in silence, secrets dreamt,
Whispered in hues, lost to gleam.

In mirrored sparks and gleaming drops,
Where dreams are plains of light entwined,
Forever the essence lingers on stops,
Awaiting the soul it binds.

Echoes of Nebula Veilwashed Visions Celestial Mosaics

Entrance to the realms: discovered portals yet unexplored