Circling Stars
The stars aren’t silent. They whisper tales into the void, echoes carried on the wings of cosmic winds. Have you ever wondered if the stars remember us?
On a clear night, we gaze up and lose ourselves among constellations, tracing the stories of old. Each twinkle a heartbeat from galaxies gone by.
Time, like light, bends and warps in the presence of such splendor. We are but fleeting shadows in the universe's grand tale.