Beneath the velvet cosmos, wrapped in the tender embrace of nebulous twilight,
the stars murmur secrets too ancient for the mortal tongue.
They whisper in languages woven from the very fibers of the universe,
a gothic symphony reverberating through the bones of celestial titans.
Twin shadows dance on the edge of reason, symbiotic in their devouring hunger.
One half clings to the ethereal, whilst the other succumbs to gravitational despair.
Together they weave a paradox, bound in darkness yet illuminated by starlight.