✺ *Hushed whispers scattered on solar winds* ✺
"I've always thought those neutron stars had more stories to tell than they let on," said Orion, gently stroking the light drift of the star's beam.
The Microphone of Galaxies, echoing with the faint rustle of asteroid belts, chuckled, "True, but only a few cosmic listeners ever know how to interpret their tunes."
- ✸ Silence twiddling its ethers ✸
- ✦ Snapping synapses between the lunar cheekbones ✦
"Ever tried talking to them backwards?" chuckled a celestial neighbour from the Andromeda side, their voice carrying the solemnity of midnight orbs.
- 🌌 Communicating intentions encrypted in stardust threads 🌌
Perhaps there's a secret link in the patterns: [Listen delicately](../outer-voices/silent-harmonics.html) or [Read star-script](../inner-echoes/matters-of-milky-way.html).
Saturated in ether, the letters of comets write their droplets into unknown seas.
- Beyond the nebula's breath, we learn to sing. 🌌